Nine months

It seems like yesterday my little O was just a newborn that could be swaddled and cuddled all day long. He ate and slept twenty-two hours a day. It saddens me that he has grown and changed oh so much.

He is mobile and into every.thing. He does.not.sit.still. He turned nine months old this week, and has discoved so much. He gets around by army crwaling, and recently figured out how to pull himself up to stand!!

I'm not ready for my baby to grow up and become independent, but he is SO proud of his accomplishments! I know that in a matter of time he'll be a toddler running around catching up with his brother and sister. But for now I'm savoring every second I can with that little man. Tonight we'll rock and sing just a little bit longer, tomorrow we'll snuggle in our jammies as long as we can, I'm cherishing these moments the best I can. Love you sweet boy!