We’ve hit a milestone today. Baby is 10 months old and has been with us for 5 months– half his life. As of tomorrow, he will have been with us longer than he was in the care house. That feels really significant. There are other tid-bits to share in reflecting on his 5 months home.
He crawls like a street racer– fast and furious while making lots of noise.
He continues to love music.
Those two little teeth of his can do some serious damage to Cheerios and bread and even my bottom lip.
He’s fairly fearless— he plunged right into the ocean last week like it was bathwater and kept going even after waves tried to stall him. He became very frustrated with our body blocks that were meant to keep him out of anything deeper than his ankles.
He’s not above temper tantrums of epic proportions.
He is so observant that I think his head might be on a swivel. It peels around so fast at any noise that it must make him dizzy; it certainly makes me dizzy.
His laugh, as any parent knows, is the best sound in the world.
You might be wondering about sleep and, boy, do we have a story to catch you up on there. It’s a long one to share that has some important things to consider regarding attachment for other families contemplating adoption, and it’s one that I’ll finally sit down and write in the comings days and post for next Thursday’s Life at Home post (July 2). What we have learned and experienced in the last two months has changed what we can do, how we can do it, and what is to come. It has also made us much better parents and given us a baby boy who is more confident and sure. Progress. It’s the job of parents to create and protect the structures that allow for it. It’s been a joy to see how our baby boy has grown in these past five months while marveling at how we’ve grown (and recognizing how far we still have to go). Here’s to five months of family, 10 months of life, and an infinite amount of love.