8 months

I seriously just blinked and we went from 7 months to 8 months. April was full of trips east for school and Easter and work and clinicals and daycare and TEETHING. It’s crazy and busy and for the most part so much fun!

8 months

8 months

and just in case you were wondering how tall i am...

and just in case you were wondering how tall i am…

well, teething, not so much.

He had just popped his first tooth through before he turned 7 months. He popped the second bottom one through on Easter. And then he took all of his teething pain and anger out on my boobs. HOLYSHITBALLS. I’ve had zero breastfeeding issues since he was born (except extremely over-producing for a while)… so when he bit me and drug his teeth and drew blood… well, I have a whole new respect fo those who struggle with breastfeeding at the beginning because of cracked/chapped/painful boob issues. We nipped that problem in the butt pretty quickly, and with no new teeth looming right now, it (thankfully) hasn’t been an issue for the last couple weeks.  Through this experience Jackson learned “NO, NO” from mommy… and everytime I would tell him NO when he bit me, he would breakdown into a big crying mess. Drama, drama.

He’s getting closer to crawling. He just won’t lift his pelvis off of the floor. I know I just need to be patient and he will do it on his own time, but I’m getting antsy for him to meet this milestone. Maybe he’ll be a crawl-skipper and go straight to walking.

While I never thought puffs were good for kids, and I still don’t, he loves the damn things, and has really gotten better with his hand-eye coordination feeding himself. I wish I had the time to make things at home. And one could argue that it is my responsibility to my child to give him the healthiest food I can. Well, Gerber is working just fine for us. I’m trying to not think about the fact that he is not swimming in homemade babyfood { #aintnobodygottimeforthat } he does get fresh bananas and melon and avacados. for now, good enough.

just had to eat the sticker backing... baby battles: you win some, you lose some.

just had to eat the sticker backing… baby battles: you win some, you lose some.

I recently looked at some pictures from about 2 months ago, and I can’t believe how much he’s changed… he’s turning into a little boy before my eyes.  Today, for Mother’s Day, my husband and Jackson brought me roses at work (i am the loser who is working on mothers day). It’s just so surreal that I AM A MOMMY, that Mother’s Day is a day meant to celebrate the things I do as Jackson’s mom.

People tell you it will change your life, and you believe them, but you don’t understand them. Until that moment… that moment you look into your baby’s squinty eyes for the first time.

that very moment

that very moment

And in that moment, although it was meant to be from the beginning of time, he became mine and I became his.
You are my joy and blessing. Thank you for letting me be your mommy Jackson Christopher

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spring!

It’s may 1st, and while the ability for it to snow it still very much so possible, I’m calling winter over now. I’ve officially moved into my summer hours for NP school, meaning I am in my last semester. Whoofta. While I am done with actual university classes, I still have about 10 things on my check off list to do before I can be a certified, NP in SD. One thing at a time. Next on the list? Finish and defend my project on Childhood BMI Screening and pass my oral exams. No biggie (insert eye rolling sarcasm here).

our first tulip just bloomed

our first tulip just bloomed

Our Easter was wonderful, with beautiful weather, and great company. My sister-in-law came to visit, we basked in the sunlight, grilled with friends, attended sunrise service at Mt.Rushmore, and generally had a wonderful weekend. It’s the happy place I will be calling upon in the next few months as my life gets hectic.

enjoying the nice weather

enjoying the nice weather

watching daddy do yardwork

watching daddy do yardwork

Easter at Mt.Rushmore

Easter at Mt.Rushmore

strollin' on Easter

strollin’ on Easter

strollin' on Easter

strollin’ on Easter

Jackson is growing like a dandelion. Bright, cute, and almost everywhere. He hasn’t quite figured out the crawling, despite my husband’s encouragement, but I foresee it soon. On Easter he cut his second tooth (only bummer out the weekend, because he was extra clingy and grumpy on Sunday). He is my little ray of sunshine. He sleeps for 7 hours straight at night, so we still hang out once per night around 3 am. Most of the time he goes straight back to sleep, but on the unlucky occasion he cries for an hour straight before he’s back to sleep. I can’t explain why really, so Jesse and I feel helpless. We’ve tried things to help, but mostly they just encourage his awakeness, so we’ve found the best was to deal is to CIO. I wish our video monitor had a mute button for those occasions… he’s just on the other side of our wall and I can hear him just fine without the amplification of the monitor. Any suggestions to better these situations are welcome!

dang teeth

dang teeth

first pickle. he actually loved it, after the initial shock :)

first pickle. he actually loved it, after the initial shock 🙂

getting to the toys by himself.

getting to the toys by himself.

helping Gamma with the bottle calf

helping Gamma with the bottle calf

every day life <3

every day life ❤

He’ll be 8 months old next week. I have mixed feelings about this. We’re turning a corner of independence for our son. He will literally soon be able to determine his own path. I know this is the way God intended, but it makes my momma heart sad to know that every day he will crawl a little further away from needing me.

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