That's right, Brody is now 8 months old! Where has the time gone? I'll admit that some days it feels like life is moving at a snail's pace and other days seem a blur. Lately though, I find myself looking at Brody thinking holy cow....he's going to be walking soon, or he's practically growing a mullet and will need a haircut! Nevertheless, it's still fun to observe all of the developments and changes.
So, I honestly have no idea how much Brody weighs now. We aren't up for another pediatrician appointment for a few weeks, so I'm adding that to my list of things to do - find out how much this little guy weighs. Mike keeps saying that we need to go to the grocery store and put Brody on a scale in the produce department (reminds me of the movie "Baby Boom" where Diane Keaton does that with the little girl she inherited from a long lost cousin). I think that I'll stick to the baby scales and make a trek over to the hospital Brody was born at and actually weigh him one of these days. I'm guessing that he's at least 20 pounds by now.
For an 8 months old, he's EXTREMELY active. Yes, I'm excited about that, but there are days that I wish that he was content just simply lying on his back, kicking his little legs out, trying to roll over. It would be much easier than trying to chase him around (I swear he could win a contest for the quickest crawler). If I wasn't still in a back brace, it would be a different story. For now, I just have to keep up with him and enjoy the fact that he's not walking...YET!
This past week, he's also added a few words/sounds to his limited vocabulary. He's babbling quite a bit these days. We've got the "blah blahs, " and the "ba bas", and we think he's been saying a few "da das" in there too. I keep holding out that "mama" is soon to following, but I'm not holding my breath right now.
To celebrate 8 months, Brody got to play with friend at the gym while mommy swam, spent time with daddy before he headed out of town on business, napped for about 45 minutes, enjoyed a late lunch, and then played with more friends at an afternoon play date. All in all, it was a good day for our little guy.
Another trick Brody recently learned in the art of self feeding. Ah yes...he can now (with lots of determinate and concentration) successfully feed himself. It's quite messy, and for now we're just working with Cheerio type food while mommy and daddy still spoon feed with solids. Eventually we know that things will get a whole lot messier. Until then, we'll enjoy this stage and not worry about having to hose Brody down after a meal.
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Happy Birthday Brody glad you had a good day. In that second picture he looks a lot like Mike at that age.
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