Okay, first his stats from his well-check appointment today...
Height: 29 inches (76%)
Weight: 19 pounds (25%)
Still seems to be pretty normal - long and lean like his parents. And just for the fun of it, here's my
nine-month post on Collin. It's so fun to see them both at the same age, since of course I usually only see them for their current ages. (Still cute though!)
Length: He seems really long to me. In fact, his 12-month onesies don't seem like they'll make it all winter. I may have to invest in some of those extenders, which will be easier than replacing his wardrobe. It is so awesome to just pull out the crate of Collin's clothes each time the season changes. I hope they keep the same growth rate.
Weight: His car seat is finally getting to the point where I can't really heft it anymore. Ryan even complained about hauling him around at church on Sunday. While away from home, we use the carrier as his high chair, so it goes to the park, museum and church with us. (Hey, this one has had to learn to eat on the road! Funny how I never had Collin do that. Our schedule certainly doesn't revolve around his routine, that's for sure.)
Routine: Speaking of routines, here's a typical Brennan-day:
5am Wake up, nurse, go back to sleep
6:45 Wake up and watch PBS with his brother (while Mom exercises and Dad gets ready for work)
8am Nurse and nap
9am Wake up and go where ever the day takes us (C's preschool, Story Time, grocery shopping, Playgroup)
11am Eat lunch
12:30pm Nurse and nap
2:30pm Wake up and play
5pm Dinner
6:45pm Nurse then...
7pm Bedtime
Naps: He just doesn't seem to need much sleep, about 10 hours at night and usually less than 3 hours during the day. When Collin was this age he was sleeping more than that just at night - not counting his daytime naps. In fact, Collin sleeps more than Brennan does on a daily basis, and he's almost three!
Eating: He's still a very picky eater, and he is really only interested in eating what we are eating now (pizza, spaghetti, tacos). I understand why my mom said that she always gave up on baby food before our first birthdays; I'm done with the battle, and he'd much rather eat snippets of our meal than anything I've prepared (ie opened the jar of) for him.
Movement: As far as moving, Brennan is no longer content to sit and watch the world go by. He gets up on his hands and knees constantly, rocks and rocks back and forth, but has yet to master the left-side/right-side alternating. I know he'll get it soon, and I sure hope he does - His whining to get something out of his reach is killing me.
Something I want to Remember: Alright, I sound pretty whiny in this post, so I will now share a sweet moment I had last week with the B-Man. Now Brennan has never liked to be held. He has never let us rock him to sleep, and he's not a cuddler AT ALL. Here's what happened...
He was so fussy last week (teething, I assume) that I thought I'd try to hold him for a little while. After nursing him to calm him a bit, I put him over my shoulder to burp him, and he laid his head down. He totally fell asleep!
(The other handful of times this has ever happened in his life, I've always laid him down in his bed and left. But for some reason, and because the C-Man was napping, I decided I probably really did have time to hold him.)
For 30 blissful minutes, I held my "little baby" while he slept. It's the only time I've ever done that with him. Is that bad? Life is coming at a mile a minute, and that doesn't allow me to hold my baby much, what can I say. Not to mention he doesn't usually like it either.
Anyway, I have to admit I got a little weepy, and I have truly felt far more compassionate and bonded to him ever since. What a little thing with such far-reaching effects.
Conclusion: I love this little guy. He's crazy, and I don't think I'll EVER figure him out, but I love him. He's mine, in all his psycho (aka passive aggressive) ways, and I wouldn't have him any other way.
