First Steps and A Rock & Roll Headbanger!

I think one of the coolest thing about raising the bebes is watching their little personalities grow. But even cooler than that is the fact that there personalities start developing their personalities before they are even born. Blake has always been an active little guy. Even before he was born he could not stop moving. My tummy was always doing summersaults, and it was so funny to watch it change shapes. That fact did not change after he was born. He has been very anxious to be on the move, and took his first steps at exactly 8 and a half months. For about a week it was only a step or two before he would fall down. After about a week of that he took 5 steps, the next day it was 6 steps, and the day afer that it was 7. He's still only up to 7 steps, but I think he'll be running before I know it. He turns 9 months old next week and I just can't believe how fast he's growing up!

Blake has learned another cool trick this week. I'm not sure where this came from, but Blake now nods/headbangs. He is so funny! He thinks it's pretty great when someone nods back at him, so my neck is killing me from knodding back. I have also found that I need to sing to him while he's eating. Our songs usually start with "I am a child of God" and end with "I love Rock & Roll" (well, about 2 lines of it because that's all I know). It is pretty much impossible to sing that song without headbanging, and Blake has picked that up. So whenever I start singing it he bobs his head with me. I really do not think I could love this kid anymore! I can't wait to see what this next month holds for him!

My First 5K

I ran my first 5K over Memorial Day Weekend. It was not something that I EVER thought that I would do. I have some pretty awesome girlfriends from my ward here in Loveland who talked me into it, and I am very glad that they did! Everything except for the running part was a ton of fun! I was a little miserable during the actual run, but after I felt pretty accomplished. I don't think I could have run a more serious a 5k, but the  COLOR RUNwas totally laid back. What is a 5K you ask? It's a race where every "k" you reach, they cover you with color! It was so much fun! Thank you ladies for talking me into running it!

Before the Race!

And After

Mother's Day

This post is way overdue. I have been meaning to write this for weeks but time has gotten away from me! I was thoroughly spoiled for my first real Mother's day. The weekend started out with a special treat. Jon got up with Blake and took him to run Mother's day errands and I was able to sleep in and then scrub my bathrooms in piece. It was totally blissful. Sunday morning I got breakfast in bed and Blake bought me a cute little "Mom" necklace and Jon got us tickets to go see WICKED the following weekend. After church on Sunday we went over to my sister's house to celebrate with my mom. We had a yummy dinner and it was so fun to just hang out (but we missed your Court and Steph!) The next weekend Jon and I dropped Blake off with Jon's sister in Denver and went to eat at the Cheesecake Factory! So yummy. I took pictures on my phone and then lost my phone (okay, not so much lost as it was run over by a car), so the pictures are gone. It's been a long time since Jon and I have been able to have a whole evening out on the town like that. I'm so grateful for all the family in our lives who help watch Blake for me. We are pretty blessed. Wicked was incredible! It was Jon's first time seeing it and I loved watching him experience for the first time. After the show we went back to the Cheesecake Factory to actually get some Cheesecake. Yum, now I'm craving it! It was a pretty perfect weekend. Thanks Hubby for the amazing gift! Now how am I going to top that for Father's Day???

8 Month Picture Collage

7 Month Picture Collage

8 Months Old!

Little Peanut is 8 months old!

Blakey's 8 month Interview:

 

Favorite Food- Apples and Cherries... or paper. Paper is good too.

 

Favorite Toy- Spoons!

 

Favorite Pastime- Playing with people! I love to be with people, any kind of people.

 

New Words- I (finally) started saying "Mamma"!

 

New Developments- Standing! I like to pull myself up on things and try to stand by myself. I can only do it for about 15 seconds at a time right now, but I'm practicing. I also love to DANCE! Mom and Dad think it's pretty funny. And just today I started to pop through my bottom 2 teethies!

 

 

 

I can't believe he is already 8 months old! The 1st birthday party planning has officially begun. I am SO excited! This boy seriously melts my heart every day! His smile is to DIE for! I love that he is such a people person and wants to chat with anyone and everyone. He has started to follow me around the house and it is getting pretty difficult to keep things out of his mouth. It has now become impossible to load or unload the dishwasher while he is awake because he climbs up and unloads things and sticks them in his mouth.

 

I love having my buddy around all day. It's so sweet to have someone who loves me unconditionally (okay, 2 somebodys. I'm so grateful for my hubby's unconditional love, but unfortunately he's old and smart enough to know if I'm singing completely off key or smell or have makeup smeared on my face). I love that Blake smiles whenever I sing to him, even if I get all of the words wrong. I love that he giggles when I am being TOTALLY ridiculous. And as frustrating as it gets sometimes, I love that he wants to do everything I  do and that I can't so much as eat or pee without him being a part of it. Ohh I love this boy!

 

 

How cute is he!?

 

My little stinker! I tried to get myself some breakfast and came back to find this! (Sorry about the messy table. This was durning finals week, a lot of housework got pushed to the side that week)

 

 

Getting ready to go to his cousin's 2nd birthday party. He is seriously the coolest kid!

Reminiscing

While I was pregnant with Blake I was determined not to have a child who needed to be held all the time. I was planning on having him sleep in my bed/ bassinet next to my bed for the first few months of his life. This was extremely convenient when he was waking up every 90 minutes during the night, and I loved the cuddle time with him during the night. I remember waking up in the middle of the night to feed him when he was just a week old and turning to my hubby and telling him "I don't even mind waking up with him... I love him SO much!" I had chosen to nurse him, but we had some pretty big issues with that (a story for another time). The day we were supposed to leave the hospital my poor baby was starving, my previously very happy baby could not stop crying and therefor wasn't sleeping well. Finally we decided to give him a little bit of formula and he calmed down. While we were packing up to leave and putting him in his carset, he got pretty sad again (poor sleep deprived baby). The only way I could calm him down was to place my face against his tiny face and make shushing noises. When we got home from the hospital I spend a lot of time cuddling with my sweet baby. He has been very loved my mom, dad, grandmas, grandpa, lots of aunts, uncles, cousins and friends. I swear, my baby gets more kisses than any other human being on this planet. My point is, he got plenty of love. However, I also made a large effort to put him down. He spent time in his swing, in his bouncer, on a blanket on the floor, etc. It was very hard sometimes, but there were evenings I would have to let him cry in his swing for a little bit while I finished dinner (it was never more than a few minutes). As he approached his 3 month "birthday" I started putting him in his crib for naps so he would start to get used to it. Around this same time he also moved to being completely bottle fed. Shortly after that, he started to show signs of wanting to be set down to go to sleep. He was a lot less interested is cuddling, and eventually we got the point that we would just lay him down in his crib with his binkie and he would put himself to sleep. It was totally blissful! It made naptime seem so much longer when I no longer had to rock him to sleep and carefully lay him down without waking him. Unfortunately this came with a downside--he started to cuddle less and less. He is a very happy baby and loves to be with people, but he goes crazy if he can't constantly be on the move. I have gone over and over things in my head. Could I have done things differently to make him more interested in cuddling with me? Should I not have set him down as much? Would things have been different if I had been able to breastfeed for longer? But truthfully I know this is not the case. It has everything to do with his personality. This is the way he has been since before he was born. My belly moved CONSTANTLY while I was pregnant. He was happy to be held when that was the only way he could get around, but as soon as he figured out he could roll over at 2 months he would rather move around by himself. This has it's obvious downsides, but I also try to look at the pros. It has been nice not to have to learn how to do everything one handed. He is happy to hang out so I can get a few things done, and most morning I'm actually able to spend some time getting ready (although it takes at least twice as long to get out the door as it used to). So although I miss cuddling my peanut, I love his little personality and playing with him all day. Honeslty, I wouldn't have in any other way!