9 Months Up and 9 Months Down

That's what they say about baby weight. Well, it took you 9 months to get there, so give yourself 9 months to get down. Andrew is 9 months old today. Don't I have more time!? Well, close enough! ;-)

Time is continuing to fly, but I must say I have been doing a good job savoring every minute--there just isn't enough time to give all the love that I have. But I try.

On most days, it's around 7 p.m. when I try to soak up the most baby love possible. Andrew is usually sitting on my lap in the rocking chair or laying on my shoulder, calm and ready to go to bed. Sometimes I don't want to put him down. When he was smaller, I would often fall asleep, too, nursing him in that rocking chair. I love that chair. Daddy has rocked him there, Auntie has rocked him there, Grandma has rocked him there...he is one lucky baby.

In mid shout!

9 months and he's crawling, pulling up (once so far!), still trying new foods and I can see more teeth on the way. He loves playing peek-a-boo, going after the pets, being tickled, dancing with mommy and he loves when I sing, too.

Climbing on the couch.

Love that face!

Tomorrow is his 9-month check-up so I'll be back to report his growth stats. Happy 9 months Andrew - we're lookin' pretty good! :-)