No teeth. He's getting around, not on all 4's but still army crawling. He has got up once (that I've seen) to an "almost stand".
I remember feeling pressure at around 7-8 mo with Grey, but just about how much solids to give her. She was on all activities and progression! Or...do I just not spend the time with Si that I was able with Grey? I have noticed that he starts to do something and G gets directly in his way, blocks the poor guy altogether. Usually when he's trying to climb or stand. I try and pull her off, that usually results in a shriek that distracts him from any goals he previously had...
I've tried to put him up standing, that works okay. He gets a workout that way.
As I'm busy I don't feel like I'm focusing on his needs. Instead of talking with him all the time, I feel like he observes me talking with Grey. I don't stimulate him with questions and explanations. Instead of, "Silas, are you hungry? Do you want to eat?!" (and signing while asking...) He usually gets, "Okay buddy, into the chair you go!"
I can't believe he just turned 8 months and I feel like it's been way to fast for me to handle!! In the middle of the night when he wakes up, I feed him, and he falls asleep in my arms, I can't help but feel how huge he is! ...my little sleeping baby... Oh, and I can't even cradle him! He is asleep on my shoulder. (but I guess that's the way it's always been.) When either of the kids are sleepy and we pick them up to put them to bed, they are held upright and tuck their arms in-between our bodies. My mom mentioned that she thinks it's the way I hold them that they do that. (not sure, but I love it!)
Anyways, I'm just getting a little sting of "This is all going to fast." and "Am I doing enough?!" Mostly with Silas.
I know he'll learn everything, and all children have their own pace. But it makes me feel like I'm not doing my part. I feel like I was always working with Grey, challenging her. Now I'm lucky if I fed Silas solids a few times a day. He is toted from room to room as we follow the tornado/his sister. She is great with him. She always wants him near. When she's on the phone I hear her say his name, when she's talking to her babies, she tells them about him. First thing when she's up from a nap it's, "Where's Si?"
"Is Si eating too?"
"Si poo poo too?"
"Si have bath?"
She loves him. (this is her idea. She asks to hold him, and even on her lap (of course) she says he is too heavy. Then she flips over...thinks she's holding him still.) He goes with it....like everything. What a sport!!
This mothering thing is awesome but it also hurts really bad too! I can't even imagine what I will be like when they move out.... Good thing I have Jude to help keep me together....and for the best company (ever!)
Okay...I feel better just getting some of that out. At the end of it all, I have some sweet kids who will be just fine. Hopefully better than that! But I'm the mom, so I know I don't count, I'll just go by all the love that is around them. That's got to stand for something!
Some of the crazy:
Some of the most smiley guy ever:
cruisin' around...
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