Eleven months. In just a few weeks I will be the mother of a ONE year old. I still remember very vividly the early morning that I went into labor. For the first several days after I came home from the hospital, I wanted nothing but to go back to that morning and do it all over, the right way...and here we are a year later. Me - 30, Jake - almost 1. I am looking forward to giving him whole milk and other dairy products and eggs. We have been very careful in feeding him up until this point. Maybe that's a first child thing, but whatever. He has learned to use a straw and so we have ditched the sippy cup for now. When he starts drinking cow's milk in a few weeks we'll be ditching the bottle too.
These days it is very easy to put him to bed. He used to cry when we put him down in his crib for naps or bedtime but now he does not cry at all, especially at night. We usually hold him in the rocking chair for a few minutes, then put him in his crib and walk away. I think his object permanence is starting to develop. Another new thing that he loves to do is swaying, mostly to music but sometimes not. The other night as I was getting him ready for bed, I set him down in the crib for a second and I saw him cruise to one side of the crib and started swaying while holding on to the rail. I realized that he was watching himself dance in the closet mirror. He sure is a character, just like his daddy!
At 11 months, Jake has cut his molars. About a month ago he was running a low fever and had a runny nose for a week and just as we suspected, he was teething. He would wake up at night and whimper but was able to go back to sleep without us having to comfort him. It got better a few days later and sure enough I felt them protruding through his gums.
I feel like he is growing up so fast. He is not walking on his own yet but we know that he will when he is ready, just like with everything else.
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