a sick day.

Home the rest of the week with this sick kiddo thanks to doctors orders. A walk for fresh air, cleaning, cookie baking and baby snuggles all day. I could get used to a day off with this little love every now and then, if only it didn’t take a fever yesterday to get us here! ❣️

8 months with ben.

I can’t believe that this little red headed pumpkin pie is 8 months old. After a rough, tear filled first few months with Ben, he has transformed into the happiest baby. I have no idea what switched, but I’m not complaining. At this point, Charlie cries more than Ben does. No joke.I think the most important update this month is that Ben is sleeping! through! the! night! Just a few weeks after we moved into our new house, he dropped his last night feeding (watch him start waking up again after typing this down). He goes to bed early (6:30 usually), but is up and at it early too (like 5:30am early). I’m okay with the schedule because we have to get up so early for school anyway. In other big 8 month old baby news, he’s crawling! It’s a herky-jerky stiff little beginner crawl and for a couple weeks he went backwards instead of forward, but now the kid has it down. He can get what he wants! He’s trying to pull up on everything, but isn’t quite there yet. He can stand for a while if we put him up against something, but his hunky little body doesn’t let him stay up for long. Ben loves to watch his big brother terrorize the house, he loves to eat (with his two teeth!) white bread, puffs, graham crackers, loves his binky, jumping (with help), and the bottle. He’s a fantastic napper in the morning, but consistently struggles to go down in the afternoon. He’s become an acrobat during diaper changes, bending and twisting in ways I didn’t know a baby could move. He loves playing with crinkly containers of wipes, and loves playing with everything around the house that isn’t a toy. He’s still into his baby swing, but also likes to just sit on the floor in the kitchen with the colander or a rubber spatula while I’m cooking. He does not like sitting in the playroom if he can see us far away in the kitchen. Separation anxiety is definitely setting in.

He babbles loudly all day and says “mamamamama” and “dadadadada” with no real intention of saying mama or dada, but it still warms our hearts. His cry sounds so much like Charlie’s that sometimes I have to look at the monitor to see if it’s him or Charlie who is up. I thought Ben would hate the car for the rest of his life, but he’s the best little car rider now. He often falls asleep on the way home from daycare which is such a godsend. The echoes of his cries will ring on forever in my mind from his first 3 months of life though. I think I’m recovering from the PTSD of that phase.I have no idea how much he weighs, but he’s wearing 9 and some 12 month baby clothes now, and we’ve started moving things that Charlie is outgrowing directly into Ben’s drawers, so Ben is definitely catching up to his big brother!

He’s just the best little (big) guy and we love him so very much!