Moot Thoughts & Musings

Ellis turned 9 months yesterday. On the Ides of March.

He's growing and changing so much everyday that it's hard to keep up in my head all he is doing.

He's almost crawling properly on hands and knees. Still sort of a crawl-scooch.
He impulsively pulls himself up on things. If he so much as stirs in bed, he reaches out and pulls himself up in the crib, blearily half-asleep.
He's still sign-babbling.
He's trying to get toys to do things. Like light up when you hit a button.
He's blowing zerberts properly know, with his tongue sticking out. Drool spluttering everywhere.

He eats tons. Last month we started goat's milk yogurt, and that was a big hit. Today he ate Cheerios for the first time. He's still working on the pincer grasp, but it's coming. He managed to get a few in his mouth.

He's starting to look more like a little boy, but he's still my baby.

Sleep is getting better. We usually have one good nap (1 1/2 hrs to 2 hrs) and one bad nap (1/2 hr) a day. He wakes up once or twice at night. He goes to bed without too much hassle around 7 and stays asleep for a good long while. The downer is that sometimes he wakes up around 4 or 5 am for an hour or more. Which pretty much negates the previous good night's sleep. Hmmm.

He manages pretty well with his hearing aid. He doesn't bother about it at all. Doesn't tug or grab at it. At his last hearing test, the audiologist seemed to think that he was picking up sounds at around 70 decibels, still loud, but good. I think some sound is getting through, but it's not like a light-switch.