Today was Nolan’s worst doctor’s visit EVER. Odd thing was, he didn’t even get a single shot! First he peed on daddy, then he peed all over the exam table while being poked and prodded by the doctor. Poor kid was so scared he screamed and clung to his daddy for dear life and would not let go. Dreading how his 12 month visit will turn out when he gets a whopping 6 shots and a blood draw. Way to say: “happy 1st birthday, kiddo!”
Here are his 9 month specs. Compared to his 6 month check-up he is down in every category. Dr says its a-ok; babies tend to gain less weight when they start to eat solids and have spurts of growth like he did early on. Just leveling off for now until the next big spurt.
Weight: 19.5 lbs (46 percentile)
Height: 29.5 inches (90 percentile)
Head circumference: 18 inches (73 percentile)
Sourced from Child Growth Calculator.
Only thing I must rant about is the evolution of baby food. We just got into a comfortable routine of puree’ing veggies and fruits when all of a sudden I now must start introducing meats and having Nolan use his hands to eat a greater variety of foods. It’s going to get more complicated in meal prepping and even more messy during mealtimes now. UGH!! By the time he’s a year old he’s no longer supposed to eat any more purred foods. I’ve only got 3 months to train this little human. *end rant*
My little chubby cakes all grown up.
I can’t get enough of his laughs!
Lookie what mommy made for me…
Oops, I broke 8-bit Mario’s arm.
Don’t worry, Nolan is not allowed to play with lego bricks at all! We’ve been experimenting and prepping for his 1st birthday party is all.
I really like this shot of him. It’s as if he really looks up to me. I hope to live a life that is worthy of his sincere admiration someday.
Robert’s turning another year wiser in a couple days. I took this morning candid shot of my boys last week and loved how it turned out. Father and son, eye-to-eye, best of buddies. I haven’t spoken much if at all on this blog about Robert’s important role as the stay at home parent. He’s never left Nolan’s side but for 8 hours max since the day he was born. With all that time they spend with each other, no wonder Nolan is so attached to his dad. Their hard wired connection and love for each other just warms my heart. No one can make Nolan laugh like his dad can; no one can calm him, soothe him, make him feel secure like his dad. Thanks to my wonderful husband for making that sacrifice of tending to our little monster 23.5/7. Your role is the most important one in our family life and I can’t wait to have more children with you if we are so blessed to have them. Happy early birthday, babe!
It’s been a while since we’ve had a laugh video–here’s a cute one to enjoy!