This week Macsen has just exploded - crawling, eating a little more each day, standing more, doing funny things specifically to make us laugh. He is a riot. He did well at his Early Intervention meeting - there were a scant SEVEN "experts" in the room - from speech therapists, nutritionists, to social workers. He was still getting over croup (which steroids were needed to help him overcome the strider in his breathing) and was not his normal flirty self. In addition he was refusing to open his mouth because he just got his first tooth! He now does this pursed lip smile - I think it's just his attempt to keep me from catching a glimpse of that tooth! He ate a little for them and they would like me to start transitioning him to a sippy cup. I hate to do that because I feel like he has just now really mastered drinking really well and is slowly gaining - finally over 8 kg! - and I don't want to mess with him.
When visiting his pediatrician last week she said she felt like if you didn't know him - were just meeting him- you would think what a perfectly delightful 8 month old. It is tru he reminds me of where his sisters were at 8 months which makes sense for all the sedation he's had and the healing he has had to focus on. And now he's ready to start developing. I am so very proud of him. He worked so hard to learn to crawl and now he has it. Sigh. I couldn't be happier :) That being said I'm just not going to stress the tiny amount of baby food he eats - he is finally voluntarily opening his mouth for a few bites before he's done but I'll take it.
