Baby Thomas: 9 Months

At 9 months Tommy has developed a new maniacal laugh. He shrieks with delight when daddy lifts up his arms and "gets him" all over. I tried to re-create it. But Josh is just better at some things.

Also he loves to be thrown.

At 9 months Tommy has 2 tooth stubs. You can't see them without looking for them, but they're there. And they're sharp! (How do you nursing mothers dare nurse a child with WEAPONS in his mouth?)


At 9 months Tommy rolls and DOES. NOT. crawl. He pulled him self up on the couch a few days ago, stood up and got all excited and launched himself backward flat on his back. Oddly he hasn't done it again since.

At 9 months Tommy will eat anything he can reach. Josh loves to give him strips of green peppers because he thinks it's "hard core". There are very few fruits and veggies he hasn't tried, and only one he didn't like. Potatoes.

At 9 months Tommy is mellow. Just plain mellow. He likes to have his feet up, and when we go on our daily walks we always have to laugh at him because he leans back in the shade and stick his feet on the cupholder in front of him. Meanwhile Stella has figured out every possible way to get out of the stroller with no help from mom. And today she stood up on the seat and tried to climb up the back of it. Not Tommy. He'll just sit in the shade for 3 miles or until he's hungry. At which point he screams but makes no attempt to escape. He's a go getter that child of mine.

Also he's a remote hog.

Josh has an issue with toe prints on the windows of his car (I'm a "feet up on the dash" kind of girl) and now he has an issue with Tommy's toe prints on EVERYTHING. Tommy uses his toes just like his hands.

At 9 months Tommy babbles. A lot. And he whispers in the morning. Which I think is God's personal gift to me. I don't believe a person should speak before 10am or until they've been awake for at least 2 hours. Tommy just whispers. pa pa pa pa. every time I get him out of bed.

At 9 months Tommy sleeps an awful lot. 11 hours at night, and 2-3 naps during the day. And he's an angel when he does it too.

And on the rare occasion that Daddy is home for bedtime, it usually turns out that both my boys are sleeping by 7pm.

Next week we'll chat with Dr. Lady who will probably ask me what I'm feeding this gigantic child of mine. At least I hope that's what she'll ask.