8 Months

I took Davis to the doctor the other day because his left eye was swollen. By the time we got to the doctor’s office (prayed before going and in the car) his eye was no longer swollen. I know they think I am a nut. Anyway, they checked him and said he may have some sort of allergy. We did nothing, but they did weigh him. He now weighs in at 21 lbs. 14 oz. He’s really getting too heavy to carry up those stairs.

Davis is still getting around using the army crawl, but for the past couple of weeks, he has been lifting his body up and resting on his hands and knees and rocking back and forth. Everytime he does this, I fast forward and see myself utterly exhausted from chasing him all over the house all day long. I know my time of laying in the floor and playing with him in one spot is about to come to a screeching halt. He is also beginning to try to pull up to a standing position. He even tries to climb my legs without much success. His favorite game right now is playing hide and seek and chasing us around the house.

Davis is also now saying “Da Da.” Tracy comes home to the best greetings. When Tracy walks through the door, Davis grins from ear to ear, lets out a squeal and growls “Da Da!” Such an awesome thing to come home to.

Davis is also now feeding himself these little puff cereal type things. I placed him in his exersaucer yesterday while I cooked dinner. To keep him occupied I gave him some of these puffs. Many of them ended up on the floor, but the rest ended up in Davis’s mouth. I looked over at one point and he had obviously become proficient at actually getting them into his mouth. He was eating one right after the other. He can also eat Ritz crackers, chicken bog, and beans. All of which is grabbed by the handful and stuffed into his mouth.

It’s been so awesome to be able to be at home with him and watch him discover and grow.

One thought on “8 Months”

  1. The same thing happened to me! Ciana Had a a swollen eye and was broke out in hives. Off to the ER I went. Of course, by the time she was seen, there was no trace of anything, and I just looked like an overprotective, crazy mom! It never happened again, though.

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