Wow, we have really noticed the most difference in you over the last couple of months! You are really growing up, you can crawl properly now – you spent the first couple of weeks doing a kind of butterfly swimming style crawl, (which was very entertaining) but now you can crawl at speed and with great purpose! I decided to write you a little letter to explain how life is with you at 8 months old, mainly because your brothers and sisters love to ask me ‘what was I like at Archie’s age?’ and, apart from some clear memories abut particular events, I’ve forgotten the day to day. I wish I could go back and write a letter for each of you at different stages, I did way back when, write a little letter for Orla but by in large this blog wasn’t born then so I’ll just have to start from now.
Archie – you are a real explorer and we frequently find you in mischief and in places we didn’t think you could get to- I actually lost you in the house the other day before finding you under a table. And finding yourself in pickles like this one is a regular occurrence.
You were so happy when you discovered how to crawl- it was literally as if you cheered up overnight because you finally found out how you could get to where you wanted to go! You spent the first few days dragging yourself along by your arms and then graduated to proper crawling. However, not content with that, you are now pulling yourself up on everything and everyone. Your siblings are finding it hilarious to sit on the floor and watch you scramble all over them! You are desperate to stand and don’t like anyone sitting on the sofa where you can’t get to them!. You are trying continuously to walk- but you haven’t worked out how to get down yet once you’ve stood up- you generally just let go which has led to many a bump! You are on a real quest for adventure and are not that interested in your own toys – you’d rather peel the wallpaper off the walls and pick threads off the carpet! Everyday you’ve worked out something new to cause havoc and wreck the house! I’m most nervous about this as we begin our building work and kitchen extension next week – goodness knows what kind of mischief you will be able to get up to in the mess!
I am still working out who you look like, although obviously you look just like yourself. Your hair is started to get a little curl to it, a little wisp and sometimes I think you look a little like Finlay did at your age. You have two little teeth at the bottom and in the past week – you’ve been more grumpy and holding your mouth in a strange poisition, so I think you have more teeth on the way. You seem to suffer with your teething more than our other 3. Your sleep has gone to pot and you are dribbling for Britain (as these photos below show, perhaps not your most attractive snaps but they are the realistic ones of these days.) You had begun to sleep through very nicely and we’re hoping you’ll overcome this latest disruption and get back on track – we’re not sure we can survive on so little sleep for much longer!
You now notice us a lot more and are not happy to be left in a room alone. The minute we leave you playing with your toys and we think you’re settled – you look around for us and follow us out of the room – mumbling if you can’t see us. You’re happiest if you are right by us and preferably clambering over us! You are quite a cuddly little thing but no sooner have we picked you up, you’re then squirming to get down! Since my last post on your weaning, you’ve taken to food and are enjoying pretty much everything we feed you. You still seem to enjoy bread the best – particularly avocado on toast!
Despite all your moving and a grooving, I still look at you sometimes and think – you’re so teeny tiny. You’re still our little baby, our littlest and I’m happy for you to stay that way for as long as I can hold onto those baby moments. In some ways, it only feels like yesterday we bought you home and I am so looking forward to your first word, when you get your own little voice and to see how you turn out! But in other ways I am desperate for you to stay so little because every time you do something new – it marks the first moment for you but a last moment for me. Your first crawl marks the last moment we will have a crawling baby, your first walk will mark the last time we have a toddler and I’m just not sure I’m ready to give up the baby snuggles just yet. Here’s a little snap of you enjoying all the cuddles with my sister.
Linking up with Katie at Mummy Daddy Me for her Ordinary Moments.