Baby Boy...

My baby is growing up too fast.

For the longest time, my baby has been just that, a baby. He has been slow to do a lot of things. He has tongue thrust issues and so went a long time before being able to take baby food from a spoon without just spitting it back out. Tonight he started eating Cheerios. Only you have to let him feed it to himself. He does not want to be fed his Cheerios.

He's been slow to crawl. He can get up onto his hands and knees, but the whole motion forward thing has perplexed and frustrated him. Within the last week, he has learned how to scoot himself over our tile floor to whatever has caught his attention. He pulls himself with his hands flat on the floor forward, dragging his belly and legs behind. His dirty shirt to me today was a sign I need to mop again. He used to happily lay on his blanket and play with his toys. But no more, now he will find that shiny wrapper shoved halfway under the couch.

In one more week he will be ten months old. And he is now acting like a normal ten month old. He says dadadada and babababa.

Yesterday, he gave up his bottles. That was a sad moment for me. My baby..bottle free? He hasn't been eating food all that long, how can he be tired of his bottle already? He now is constantly trying to steal his older brothers sippy cup. And now that he has had the sippy cup. The bottle just won't do. This delights the almost two year-old brother, because he sees this a free reign to share his cup and to steal his brother's cup. I am surprised the soy formula hasn't grossed out Mr. almost 2 yet.

My baby is now eating, drinking and moving about on his own.

I wonder at how tall he is. I wonder at how fast he is growing and developing new skills. He amazes me. He is going to be a joyful toddler I think. I look forward to getting to know him as his personality continues to develop. He is already a delightful child. I will focus on these things and not on how I miss my baby.