Our sweet, sweet little man turned 8 months old on Thursday. I am a little late blogging about it because we have been super busy the last few days. At 8 months old Dawson continues to be such a delight. He is thriving and continues to do so well. He loves to explore and is in the stage where he gets into everything and everything goes into his mouth. I love to watch him crawl around and just explore his world. He likes to inspect and look at everything. I do have to keep a very close eye on him because he can get something in his mouth with such a quickness.
Dawson continues to be very mobile. He is a crawling master and can crawl very quickly. He also loves tackling the stairs. We have a very long, steep main staircase. It is secured with a baby gate. Sometimes, I let him crawl up the stairs with me right behind him. He loves it and it so quick at making it up the stairs. He is pulling himself up constantly and now even moves along furniture. I also saw him move between two pieces of furniture the other day. He was holding on the whole time, but I know that's a sign that walking may be coming soon. I'm in no hurry for him to walk because I know the challenges that walking will present. I just want for him to stay a baby for as long as possible.
Dawson is a great little eater. He can never seem to get enough food. I will put cheerios on his tray and I'm always shocked how quickly they disappear. He hasn't tried a single food yet that he hasn't liked.
Dawson is also communicating a great deal more. He now can wave although its more of him putting his entire hand up and down, he is still waving. He talks and babbles like crazy. I fear one day between Ashlyn and Dawson, Joey and I will have a lot of talking to listen to. He says "mama" which I absolutely love.
Dawson still struggles with sleep at night. Some nights are so much better than others. The problem is that there has been a lot of sickness going around everywhere. He has been battling a lot of colds. It seems that when he isn't feeling up to par it really messes up his sleep patterns. I just keep telling myself that one day it will get better. I really have become so used to waking up in the middle of the night that it doesn't bother me one bit. I'm just enjoying having a baby too much to care. Before I know it he will be a toddler bouncing around. I'm trying to take in all of these amazing moments before they are gone.
As usual, I took a bunch of pictures of him the day he turned 8 months old. I think I'm going to do a neat photo project with all the pictures of him each month for his first birthday.
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| Seriously, the cutest smile in the world! |
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| This is my new favorite of him. Such a wonderful picture. |
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| He loves his cars. |
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| He just stands up any chance he can get. Bath time has become a lot harder! |
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| Just hanging out. He has gotten very good at balancing himself. |
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| I love him so much. What a blessing he is. |
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