Aiming for progress, not perfection.

"...being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you
will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus."
Philippians 1:6

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

10 months (and 9 days).

you haven't gained much weight (20 pounds, 7 ounces) and you haven't started crawling (you're thisclose!), but you have grown so much this month, my sweet grayson.

you are talking a lot, and are oh, so expressive. you have mastered your first official word, and you love to say it over and over -- "buh, buh!" along with the cutest baby wave ever. i ask you to do it over and over. i can't get enough. you also love bathtime, and have graduated from the bath chair to sitting in the tub all by yourself.

ellie cracks you up with her enthusiastic greetings every time she sees you. "hi, gray gray! hi, bubba! i love you! hi, grayson! hi, grayson! hi, grayson!" ..and that's just first thing in the morning. you two are peas in a pod, that is for sure.

we made it to summer, and you're still nursing 3-4 times a day. i am so glad. i say that if you decided to wean now, i'd be OK. because it'd be our decision, not one forced by a job. it does not appear, however, that you are ready to wean. you are a mama's boy through and through. as long as you can't see me, you're happy to play. if you see me, in my arms is the only place you are satisfied.

you also got your top two teeth this month, and i check them out all the time. they're so cute! they are still on the way in, and they have the sweetest little space between them. such a big boy, you are.

i'd say the highlight of your month has been eating. while you still nurse, you are super into eating anything and everything from the table. soft pretzels, bread, eggs, waffles, bananas, peanut butter (oops..), beans and, of course, every type of baby food under the sun. the only thing we've found that you don't like is peaches.

we are still waiting to find out whether you are in the clear with the condition i've mentioned a couple times before. at your appointment this morning, the doctor said he'd still like us to go ahead with the ultrasound on friday. just to be sure. i know God formed you perfectly, my love, and He holds you in His big, safe hand.

i love you. for the 2 millionth time. if i say it 2 million times for every 10 months of your life, maybe you'll realize how intense the feeling really is.

but probably not.

love a million times a million...mama.

1 comment:

Molly said...

He is such a little doll...I'm so glad we got to officially meet your little man! Hope everything turns out well with the doctor.