Happy 9 Months!

Dear Little Bug,

You’ve now been out in this beautiful world as long as you were in my little oven baking. And, it goes without saying you’ve made the world (especially my world) a much better place.

This month, your personality transformed into something magical. You react and respond, and more clearly communicate what you like and dislike. For example, you LOVE bananas. You eat them by the spoonfuls, at any and all times I offer them. But, on any given day, you decide you HATE carrots. And, when you decide you hate them, you spit them out at me as quickly as I feed them to you.

Your new interest of the month? Restaurants. You love the colors, the people, the noises and all the smells. If you’re lucky, we even let you “taste” big boy food. You mingle with our dinner neighbors, and by the end of our meal, we most certainly have made new friends, courtesy of your sparkling, attractive personality. People are just drawn you.

In the last couple weeks, you’ve mastered the art of mobility. You roll like it’s nobody’s business, and skootch backwards with a look of confusion on your face like “why am I not going forward?!”

This months milestones include:

* Mobility * Drinking from a straw * Swinging * Trying your first McMenamin’s tatertot, sans the fried outside *  Playing catch with Lola*

We’re still waiting on those pearly whites to make an appearance. But, I’m happy to report that you are getting better at sleeping *almost* all the way through the night.

I love you, bug. I love that I wake up and go to bed with a smile on my face because I have you in my life. I love you for your giggles and screeches, and the way you borough your head into my neck when you get nervous around new people. I love you because you remind me of the goodness and beauty in this world.

Happy 9 months, little bug!

XO Mama