Eight month old Quinten

Month eight has been good to Quinten so far. He’s basically a professional crawler. Lucky for us, he pounds his hands into the ground as he crawls. If he wasn’t so loud, he’d get into a lot more trouble! His fat hands slam into the ground in a quick pace – slap, pound, slap, stop. That’s when you need to act fast! More than likely he’s trying to pull over a chair or sticking something in his mouth. Thankfully, Maximus doesn’t have a lot of really small toys, yet. For the most part, his toys are safe when they go into Quinten’s mouth. Not that we let him do that…

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He prefers mommy over everyone else. As soon as I get home at night he either cries until I pick him up or crawls over to me and tries to climb up my legs. If we’re around other people and someone else is holding him I try to remove myself from his line of sight. He’s content as long as he doesn’t see me around. If he wasn’t so darn heavy it wouldn’t be such a chore. Sometimes a mama needs a break!

Speaking of weight, he’s 23 1/2 pounds. That’s a lot of baby! He’s a heavy 23 pounds, too. It gives me a good chance to work on my arm strength, but it’s hard for my left arm to hold him up for too long. He’s also a wiggly eight-month-old. (As if there is a non-wiggly eight month old.) His hands slap and grab faces, he bites shoulders, and he pinches and scratches. Month eight is a little rough on the rest of us. 🙂

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His fifth and sixth tooth just popped through. He was a little cranky but mostly spent a couple of weeks biting. As the one on the receiving end of that, I am very glad that he’s feeling better. I tried all kinds of methods for getting him to stop biting, but he always laughed at me. I thought our nursing journey might come to an abrupt end if he didn’t stop.

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Turned my back for five seconds

Besides crawling, he’s started pulling himself up. He uses everything to help him get up: people, couches, end tables, toys, high chair, swing, and the patio door. It’s basically a heart attack every time he moves. I suppose he has some coordination if he’s able to do it, but we don’t feel like he has any.

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10 pm on a weeknight

He’s still on the same sleep cycle. It took me a while, but I finally decided that he doesn’t sleep longer than seven hours. If he wakes up a bunch before 10 or 11, then he’ll sleep through the night. If he goes to bed at 8, he gets up around 3 am. I’ve conceded with his sleep habits. I look to Maximus and realize that nothing is forever. Soon enough I will be doing everything in my power to ensure that he doesn’t get to sleep in. (Paybacks teenage Quinten, paybacks!)

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First (high school) football game (scrimmage) of the season

He’s an eating fool. Not that we’d expect anything different based on the previous seven months. He has three meals a day of solids. Sometimes baby food and sometimes real food. It depends on what the meal is or what we’re doing. I forgot how much fun it was to feed a baby in public. Man, is he messy! It’s like he knows that is the opposite of what I want to happen. He’s very cranky when he’s hungry. He has a set of lungs and will use them to let you know he’s ready for a meal. Him yelling puts me on edge and makes me very anxious when I know he’s hungry. We try not to let that happen too often, can you tell? 😉 His public nursing has impressed me. He is very focused and doesn’t pay attention to everyone else. I’m surprised by this since his head is like a bouncy ball when he isn’t nursing. Not much goes unnoticed when he’s around.

At this point, I can hardly remember life without Quinten. I think Maximus and Wrigley feel the same way because they don’t let him out of their sight too often. Now, if only I could get them to keep him out of Wrigley’s water dish or away from the dining room chairs.

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Eight month old Quinten

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