Weight: 20.5 lb (9kg) 65%, Height: 28.5"(72cm)76%.
Just this last week he's been a busy bee mastering both the crawl and clapping! It's hard to say which he is prouder of, but both are pretty fun to watch him do. He also decided to drop nursing, which was a little hard on me at first, (never did do well with rejection ;) but on the other hand I'm glad he spared me the difficult decision of When to Wean... Anyways, we're over it now, and Noah has got the one hand bottle move down (with a casual nonchalance that is impressive for his tender age). Still incredibly happy and sociable, he is just so much fun to be around, I bring him with me everywhere and he really loves being out and about. Sean and I are both people who need our own space, so it's wonderful for us that Noah seem to have inherited this trait: Plonk him on the floor with some toys or a book, and he can happily play alone for a good 10-15 min, babbling his sweet baby-language of mamama, dadada, bababa, interspersed with the occasional squeal of delight. He also does this awesome thing every night now when he sits in my lap just before bed; We'll be winding down, singing some songs, finishing his bottle, and then I say "kiss?" and he smiles before leaning in, putting his face really, really close to mine and then opens his mouth! Makes for some pretty slobbery smooches, but it's pure bliss as far as I am concerned. :)
Funny note: When my mum saw the middle photo above she exclaimed "Wow, Noah really looks like Sean there!" Hehe I agree. :)
It's not all roses all the time of course; he most certainly has a temper and can get crazy frustrated when things don't go his way. He hates having his nose wiped for example, or when he can't reach something, and for the first few seconds after being laid down on the changing table (you'd think he's about to endure torture based on his reaction!) ...When he's done eating he makes this very clear by forcefully pushing whatever is on offer away, tossing his angry little head back while vigorously shaking it and yelling: "nanananana naaa". (Yes, we need to work on table manners.) Thankfully, these tantrums normally pass quickly, and he is very easily distracted - something I've learned to use to my advantage... :) I believe that a steady schedule and routine have been key to what so far has been an incredibly harmonious first year. Noah has slept through the night since he was six weeks, practically putting himself to bed thanks to the self soothing mechanism that is thumb sucking. He still naps (long, two hour naps) on cue twice daily. His voice has remained a little husky which I adore and he never wakes up crying, he just sort of "sings" to himself (or to his teddy) until one of us goes to pick him up. He likes to zone in on tiny objects - a button, a freckle, a drop of water - and carefully poke at it with his index finger, brow furrowed in concentration...The easiest way to make him laugh his deep little-man-laugh is still by tickling his tummy or underneath his chin(s). He loves his food and his bottle and his bath and his stroller and his toys and his dog, his baby friends, his grandparents and his mama and daddy - and generally hasn't given us much trouble at all. Yet.
So what did we do to deserve him? Uhm, not sure, but I do say a little prayer of thanks each night, hoping it will increase the chances of things continuing exactly like this through his teenage years... (!)
Wishing you a lovely week ahead, xo