Weight: At his checkup, Harry weighed 18 pounds 6 ounces, which is still only the 28th percentile, but he’s making progress. In addition, he gained four percentage points in height, jumping from the 3rd percentile at six months to the 7th at nine months. We’re celebrating the small victories. Plus, he feels so heavy to carry these days!
Big Baby: We’re now starting to grow out of the nine months size clothes. The 12 months clothes are still a bit big, but he’s moving very quickly in that direction. It feels like he’s growing incredibly fast, even if the numbers don’t bear it out.
Teeth: We have four teeth now (two on top, two on bottom), with the top two side teeth not far behind. The way he’s been chewing lately, I think they could make an appearance any day now.
Sleep: Yeah, not so much. Sleep is not on Harry’s list of priorities. He simply has too much squirming, crawling, rolling, talking, kicking, and banging on stuff to do right now. I don’t know if all babies are this squirmy, but he’s a handful these days. Harry cannot sit still.
The Squirms: Speaking of squirmy babies, here’s an example. Even when he’s eating, he’s squirming. He’s waving his arms, kicking his feet, and banging on his high chair tray. Sometimes, it’s difficult to get a bite in his mouth because he’s flailing around so enthusiastically. He’s just gotta move all the time. He might be a shark. Does anyone know if girl babies are like this? I’m a bit worried about our future if he’s this squirmy now!
Wee of the Week: Lately, Harry’s been having a wee on the changing table after his baths. I don’t know what it is about getting out of the bath that makes him have the urge to pee on everything, but it’s been happening a lot. Sunday, however, he didn’t even make it to the changing table. I had just pulled him out of the bath and wrapped him in a towel when I sat on the edge of the bath with Harry on my knee. While I dumped his bath water, he dumped his own water all over my lap. His reaction? Giggles. Of course.
Chucklehead: Harry thinks everything is hilarious. Waving a kitchen towel? Hilarious. Banging two measuring cups together? Hilarious. Crumpling a grocery list? Hilarious. The way he laughs, I’m glad he’s wearing a diaper. He’s gotta be peeing his pants all the time. It’s the best.
The Crawl: Harry’s still doing an Army crawl, but he’s starting to pop his hips up and get on all fours. I think he might be close to a traditional baby crawl, though it looks more like he’s trying to stand. He can pull himself up to standing, but he can’t stand on his own for more than a second or two before crashing.
A Real Talker: So far, he can say a version of “hi” and he loves saying “dada,” usually in reference to Ben or Dougal. The other night, I could have sworn he said “where’s dada” but I couldn’t get him to repeat it. He got very shy, probably at my enthusiasm. I need to play it cooler when he does cool stuff. No mama yet, but it sounds like he speaks Jabba the Hutt’s language right now. Mama can’t be far behind.
- All veggies
- Tearing up magazines (we call it “reading”)
- Chasing the dogs
- Standing up
- Walking (with help)
- Paper of any kind
- Waving “hi”
- Brushing his teeth
- Sleep (as always)
- Being tired
- Scrambled eggs
- Sitting still
What’s Next: At some point, this blog will have to be about something other than Harry. I don’t know what that is yet, since he’s still in the all-consuming phase. I see now why moms complain about not having an identity once they have kids. I certainly don’t know who I am outside of my job and what I do for Harry. I don’t have time enough for both of those things now. How can I add other stuff? What other stuff would I add if I could?