It's not hard to see why he might have needed some extra love lately, especially last week. He fussed, cried, ran a little fever off and on for days, and then he got four new teeth at the same time. So now he has four on the top and two on the bottom. It's strange to see him so toothy. There's even another tooth on the top ready to break through. That's a lot of teeth in a short amount of time.
Since he spontaneously began sleeping through the night just before he turned 9 months, he has kept it up every night. It has been wonderful! I feed him right before I go to bed and don't hear from him again until between 6:30 and 7. It is so nice to wake up refreshed and not have to drag myself through every day. Atta boy, Timmy!
|Up way past his bedtime at Delaney's preschool graduation|
He had a non-relative babysitter for the first time ever, earlier this month. I had an appointment to go to, and I found a new babysitter from Sittercity. When Katelyn came over, she held out her arms for Timmy, and he went right to her. Then he laid his head on her shoulder and put his thumb in his mouth. After picking my jaw up off the floor, I left happily, my biggest worry having been assuaged. Another day, she came over and I left while he was still napping. I wondered how he would handle waking up and seeing her first. I asked her to text me when he woke up, mostly so I would know how much longer I should stay out. I received her text an hour-and-a-half later, about 45 minutes after she'd sent it: "Timmy's up, but he's doing great. Take as much time as you need." I am very pleasantly surprised by how well he's taken to a babysitter he's never met before, but Tim's not. "He's a boy, he likes any pretty face."
He still doesn't eat much in the way of solids. He tries things here and there, but most of what goes in his mouth ends up on his lap or down his shirt. Occasionally there's a food that he can handle eating a significant amount of. He loves quinoa with black beans and corn. I don't want to go into yucky details, but it's clear the next day that he's had a lot of it. Cheerios will keep him happy in his chair for a good 20 minutes. He shoves them into his mouth eagerly. Later, I find many of them plastered to his shirt and the floor. He loves Baby Mum-Mum. If I need to buy 10 minutes of him being out of trouble, I put him in his chair and give him that (or let his sisters give it to him because they like doing that.) He loves them because they're sweet and crunchy. Each bite dissolves in his mouth within five seconds, so it doesn't take him long before it's all gone. He usually eats one package of these (each package contains two) a day.