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9 months!

9 months!

9 months?!?

Congratulations, my boy. You've now been out as long as you were in.

Aiden is rapidly becoming more "boy" than "baby". It's really surreal. For so long I wasn't sure how much of what I was seeing was his personality and how much was just "generic baby", but now there's no doubt that I am seeing a fully-fledged (okay, fully-fledgeling) unique person!

Some of his recent achievements include climbing stairs (and falling down them) with great alacrity, turning pages in a board book, craning his head to look around and behind things, babbling with increasing intent and conversational contour, and pulling himself to standing on just about anything. He can even stand unsupported for increasing numbers of seconds at a time.

This month I've also begun leaving him for chunks of time (4-5 hours) on a semi-regular basis, which has been working out decently. While he's still extremely attached to me, he has been showing more signs of affection to lordandrei and elocinnuala, and no stranger anxiety whatsoever. (He is a complete flirt even with strangers; *so* his father's son. ;)

He's shown some interesting cognitive feats of late - I can't really tell if they're advanced for his age or not, but it's still amazing to see these processes out of someone who six months ago could barely pick up an object.

A couple of weeks ago we were in the kids zone at the zoo, and there was a plastic log there with a mirrored floor that you could crawl through. I sat at one end with Aiden at the other end and encouraged him to come to me. He looked at the mirror, decided he didn't trust it, and then crawled around the side to get to me.

Then this weekend we were sitting with him on the grass with his stroller nearby. He climbed up on the stroller until he was standing on the seat and reached over the top to grab his toy. It may have been a chance discovery once he was up there, but it certainly looked like a deliberate process of going to get the toy from the ground up!

I chronicled earlier the case where he pulled a box of mancala stones out of a bookcase, pulled the hair tie that had been holding it closed off, and spread the stones all over the floor.

He is fascinated with one of the seedlings on our front porch, to the extent that if he's anywhere on the lawn, even with the plants out of sight, he will make a beeline for it and try to uproot it.

He's also been taking great glee in spreading the contents of our recycling bags all over the room, and as a result has earned the new nickname of "Chaos Bomb".

Nuit is impressively patient with him (as I type this she's purring on my lap and he is gleefully stuffing her tail in his mouth), but has developed a very recognizable "oh shit" expression when he comes for her with that gleeful shriek that usually seems to mean "kitty!"

Let's see. We've tried him on a few solid foods in the last week or two - some applesauce, baby rice crackers. The universal reaction seems to be skeptical curiosity, then a yucky face, then a medicine face with lips sealed tight if we try to give him any more! Of course, he still has no teeth, so I'm not exactly in any rush to wean him.

He's still about 22-23 pounds, and around 30 inches tall - we'll get exact measurements at the pediatrician on Wednesday. Even though he hasn't been getting much heavier, we still see 12-15 month olds all over, walking and waving and clapping, who are smaller than he is. It's bizarre.

And curls! His wispy blond hair is growing into curls over his ears!

When Aiden was first born, so many people told me how difficult, how life-altering and self-annihilating it would be, but that it was all worth it. And for the first six, maybe eight months, it was not worth it, but I clung to the belief that it would become so.

I now can say with conviction that It has become worth it, undoubtedly, completely. Every sleepless night, every scream and spit-up and chomped-upon piece of electronics, worth it for this experience of getting to watch a new person discover and become himself.


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Jun. 5th, 2007 09:38 am (UTC)
The bit with the mirror isn't likely to really be development at all, fear of heights is a built-in feature. Humans come with only two built-in fears, one is heights. I'm not sure I correctly remember the second, but it may be being alone. The fake cliff is a classic study, glass and what looks like a drop, if the baby can crawl, it shouldn't try to go over the apparent, but not real drop unless it can't see properly. It actually takes more development to realize it's safe. This is a very, very good thing. You don't want babies thinking it's safe to crawl off cliffs, ledges, etc.

The rest sounds like brain development. And it's all very nifty.

The time really does go fast, even as an outside only vaguely observer.
Jun. 5th, 2007 04:27 pm (UTC)
All true - but it wasn't so much that he refused to go on the mirror as that he found another way to get where he wanted to go that I found interesting.

(Speaking of which, he's just found another way to the cat food dish that I thought I'd blockaded... *runs off*)
Jun. 5th, 2007 04:59 pm (UTC)
Oh, good point. That does put him well beyond basic problem solving and right into quite a handful to deal with territory. :)
Jun. 5th, 2007 11:58 am (UTC)
*smile* really nice entry to read first thing in the morning. I'm pleased for you :)
Jun. 5th, 2007 12:13 pm (UTC)
That's wonderfully sweet to hear. :) And it continues to get better. :)
Jun. 6th, 2007 01:13 am (UTC)
It's been wonderful watching him grow thus far, and exciting to watch him grow in the future.
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