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Monday, December 12, 2011

My big 7 month old...



Yes, those are my exact words out of my mouth. And how it saddens me. I don't think your daddy really understands how I feel. To me you'll never, ever be 7 months again. To him he can't wait to take you fishing, climbing and just a lil' toddler. But I'm just not ready to even think of you that old right now. Thinking that five months from now you'll be enjoying your 1st birthday kills me. Those thoughts are still a blur to me cuz I don't wanna think that one day you really will be that big. 


But it's here. Another month just flew by. But I gotta admit, I'm more in love with this you more than ever. Not a minute passes, when I don't think of you.


Well bubba love,


I don't know how I've manage to still bf you. You are sucha lil' oinker. Still eating every two hours. And now you are officially on solids. You are doing so much better at eating whole foods. You love to chew apples. I don't really measure out your food when you feed yourself cuz you kinda just play with it. Which is fine with me. I know you'll eat if your hungry. But when I do feed you, you eat around 3-4 oz of food. 


You are so ready to crawl. SO so close buddy. You got it down, all we need is for that first movement. It's all on you now Mr. Chunkers. We are waiting!!


You can sit all by yourself. No help needed. You can even pick yourself up if you fall over a lil. You are my lil' rollie pollie. You are impossible to change now cuz all you wanna do is roll over on your belly. Me and daddy just laugh at you.


Your in between sizes of clothes. Wearing between 12-18 months. You are officially wearing 18 month pants but the shirts are still a lil big.

Your personality is one in a million. Honestly, I gotta say, God did good with picking out your personality. I love it. You are so theatrical. Always, Always making faces. And lately you grunt for everything.




 You are somewhat trying to talk, but not quite there yet. You're not such a angry lil' elf. I'm teaching you sign language and that has helped so much. You don't get so frustrated.


You still have stranger anxiety. I've learned I gotta hold you for a while when ever someone comes close and then you need to interact with them before handing you off to them. But you are still a big time flirt. I mean big time flirt. All the ladies love talking to you cuz you have the biggest grin on your face.


You love, love to blow bubbles. Whether it's on my leg, cheek, arm or just out of your lil' mouth. You can go for a good few 3-4 mins non stop. 


You aren't sleeping through the night. You wake up at 12 and 5. I'm guessing you are growing. You nap twice a day.


You are such a boys boy. You love sports. You are not a TV kid, but when it comes to football, that always catches your attention. I think I found my football buddy. Daddy doesn't really like it.


You love to be on your belly now that you have mastered the roll over and can move around with your arms.


Well bubba lou, that's my new nickname for you this month. Or as I call it flavor of the month. I somehow always come up with the most random nicknames for you that last a month and then I come up with a new one. Daddy always catches on too and starts to call you them too. :) The one that has stuck is giant sea turtle, that's papa's for you and the ones from me are Mr. Chunkers, chunty boy and Ewi. 


So Ewi, I don't know what to really type. I mean really. My hands are so lost of words of what to type. Cuz honestly, no amount of words, no feeling can describe my unimaginable love for you. It's really that. Unimaginable. The moment I leave you, my heart yearns for your warmth and my arms yearn for you to fill them. My eyes yearn to see you. My ears yearn to hear your laugh. My nose yearns to smell you. My hands yearn to touch your skin. My cheeks yearn for your cheek. My soul is so deprived of you. And that will never end. I love you bubba. I love you so much!

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