Ty's 9th Month

Wow. Nine months old. He's been with me as long as he was with her.

Being mom is amazing. The best actually. We were talking to neighbors the other day (out from winter hibernation) and Ty buried his shy cheeks into my neck. My heart flipped. I've never been that mom. I've never been the one that baby jumped up and down for after a long day of work. I've never been the make-it-all-better mom or the mom-knows-best mom. And I was certainly never the I-just-want-my-mom mom. Until now.

There's nothing like it.

There's an ornate, superstar-like mirror hanging deliberately in the entrance way of Ty's room. When he was only weeks old, I'd stop and look at us in the mirror. His soft newborn head cradled in close. The real-time portrait made me cry every time. Momma and son. As the weeks turned into months the crying stopped and the stares were shorter. Until yesterday. Yesterday, I noticed the woman in the mirror was carrying a boy. A boy with dangling legs and crazy hair. A boy that can barely hold still for a minute unless his graham crackered hands are furiously signing more. A boy who just moments before had pulled himself up to standing, in the bathtub.

I don't know what it was about this month, but his legs got meatier and his laughs deeper. My consistent cuddlebug is, now, only good for one hug, not four. He insists on standing during play, yet still refuses to crawl. He never fails to make me laugh and his manic behavior toward food is noteworthy.

I've continued to make all his baby food and, this month, started whipping up fresh juices, as well. Green beans are the only enemy. I have to sandwich them between peas to get little man to eat them. New foods this month included: cheese, pepperoni, non-pureed fruits, fish, cheerios, and graham crackers.

The pediatrician has Ty in the 25th percentile for both height and weight, but the 95th for his nogg'n. We have a long future of zip up hoodies.

Ty's biggest compliments continue to be his eyes and hair. We've started an early morning gel routine to combat the frizz.


This is one amazing boy.

Speaking of amazing, we're off to see Rebekah in only two more weeks! This is one reunion that can't come fast enough. I know God has great things in store for our time together.

I'll leave you with Ty's newest video. He's somewhat of a show-off when it comes to new tricks!




Happy ninth month, baby boy!