Friday, January 13, 2012

Samuel is growing up

Samuel has always been a wiry little guy. If you are looking for a little pudgy Gerber baby, look elsewhere.

I was quite worried about it for a while, like back when he wouldn't eat anything but milk well past six months old. Since then I've accepted that this is just how he is. He is his own little guy and won't fit into either of his siblings molds. He wouldn't sleep except on his belly - no burrito wrapping for him. Now he's cut out his morning nap (he's not even a year old yet!!!). And he wouldn't eat until he was seven months old.

So it was around Terry's birthday, September 3rd, when I had made his favorite meal - spiral sandwiches and cheese soup - that Samuel finally began to eat food. He loved that cheese soup. And slowly from there, Samuel began to eat. He is just now, at 10-11 months, getting to the point where he will eat pretty much whatever we are eating. Little stinker.

Proof - he's eating my home made sweet/white potato/carrot stuff with applesauce. He detested applesauce for the longest time and look at him now. He's even got the orange-tinged nose to prove he eats it every day (Mommy needs to change it up! And I have since this picture).

He's starting to drink out of a sippy cup.

And here he is just done.

As I mentioned above, he's quit his morning nap. I really drug my feet on that one. For like two or maybe even three months, he's been protesting his afternoon nap. It's been since the little stinker first learned how to get himself up into a sitting position from laying down. Ever since that point, he'd play or cry during his afternoon nap and they became hit or miss - mostly miss. So he'd end up awake from noon to bedtime, which would have to be early at 7pm.

At the beginning of this month, I experimented with cutting out his morning nap and having him wait until after lunch. It worked. He's now down to that one nap and we have a much more pleasant day. Though it does complicate school in the mornings. C'est la vive - that's life.

See, he's trying to get out of his chair.

Going comatose. Nap time.

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