This 10th month of your life was an incredible amount of fun.
We transitioned you onto a floor bed - essentially just a mattress on the floor in your baby-proofed room, and you took it like a champ. It was as if you have been expecting this and finally we gave it to you. You like that mommy and daddy get to hang out with you at bed time and you get to cuddle up to us because we are lying on the same mattress instead of being separated by crib bars. You like that when you wake up from your nap, you can crawl right to the room door and open it up to let yourself out, or to get our attention. You love the freedom the floor bed gives you and seem happy to bid good riddance to the confines of the crib. On one hand, I love that you've transitioned. On the other hand, I can't help but look at you sleeping on the mattress and think, "my baby is not so much a baby anymore". Even more so now that we've introduced a little pillow for you to sleep on and you like sleeping on your side, just like mommy and daddy. We're beginning to see the little boy emerge from your baby-ness.
You have developed such a strong understanding for the things we say and the environment around you. You recognise words we say and the sign language we use. When I ask you "where's your ball?", you immediately look around for it and when you see it, you head straight for it. The look of pride on your face when you get to your ball and look back at me, as if to say "there's my ball mommy!", is absolutely priceless. These past few days, you've also done the same with your elephant finger puppet, your dog soft toy and various animal flashcards like cow, horse, duck and dog. Watching you learn and absorb information like a brand new sponge makes all my frustrations and sleepless nights worthwhile. Completely and utterly.
Eating has also progressed dramatically for you. You're starting to eat everything that I give to you, including the stuff you used to reject. We took you out for dim sum today, and you simply sat there and opened your mouth for anything I fed you with - tofu, siew mai, glutinous rice, mushrooms, mango pudding, cheong fun, etc. And you enjoyed it all! But your favorite new food this month has got to be barley. I cooked barley water and saved some for you that were unsweetened, and you scarfed down bits of barley like it is the most amazing thing ever. You are still a booby boy though, loving your boob juice every couple of hours and I'm not complaining ;)
This month, you said a few words and though I sometimes doubt if you actually know what you were saying, other times it seems to be without a doubt. When we were back in Singapore, you said "Ah Ma" loud and clear while looking straight at your grandmama. Twice. Coincidence? I think not. Your favorite is still "papa" but everything is "papa" right now. You have gotten really good at imitating sounds that we make. Like "woof woof" when playing with your dog soft toy. Or like trying to make your tongue vibrate when we show you how to do it. It's the cutest thing ;)
You are still getting yourself into messy situations that require mommy to save you from, although a lot less now. But that's only because you are getting so very good at your locomotive skills and have no problems moving around more confidently. There's a lot of crawling, climbing, and cruising happening around here these days. I have no doubt that in the next month or so, we'll start seeing independent standing and walking happening with you too.
Your little charming personality is emerging by the day. While on the flight back to SG last week, you charmed the cabin crew into taking you on trips around the plane (without mommy and daddy might I add), bringing you multiple soft toys, giving you snacks and treats, preparing a special lunch box full for yummy stuff that's usually reserved for first class passengers, and smiling at the pretty ladies who became even more torn about whether to continue with their flying career or have babies. Maybe you managed to help Singapore increase their population ;) Perhaps you already did, which would explain why so many of mommy and daddy's friends are having babies soon!
Some of mommy's favorite pictures of you this month...
Cloth diaper love:
You fell asleep while waiting for mommy to finish cooking and showering:
You are still obsessed with chewing on tassles and strings:
You are a pro at shimmying out of your pants:
Your favorite - the washing machine:
Playing at my feet, under the table while I do my work:
Just because you look so cute here:
Super-baby recharging his batteries:
A sneak peek into the antics you get up to everyday now:
You may have achieved milestones that amazes us everyday, but it's the little things and tiny moments each day that I want to remember and never want to forget about.
The way you smell after your evening bath, while I'm nursing you to sleep.
The suck/swallow/breathe rhythm that permeates the room when you are suckling at my breasts.
The way you lie in bed, practising your hand signs in the darkness and shadows while you wind down to sleep at bed time.
The look of wonder and understanding in your eyes when we talk to you.
Your semi-coherent babbling that only mommy and daddy can understand.
The way your face lights up and your hands reach for me when I ask if you would like to "mum mum".
The way you watch us in amazement and wonder when you hang out in the bathroom with us when we brush our teeth.
That crazy moment when you reached into the toilet bowl, attempting to pick up the toilet paper I just used and dumped in there after pee-ing (don't worry, I stopped you).
The crazy love I feel for you when you bury your face into my tummy and my chest when I lay down in bed next to you.
Your irresistible baby giggles when we tickle your belly and make you laugh.
The way you struggle to crawl to the door when you have your wearable blanket on and can't move properly.
The way you choose to freely dispense hugs and kisses and "sayangs" to mommy, daddy and whoever else you think you like - who cares if we get a face full of your drool in the process... how privileged are we to be on the receiving end of your affection!
It's these moments and more that make me love you and treasure every little moment with you. It's these little snippets of time that make all the heartache worthwhile, that remind me how fleeting your baby-hood is. Oh how glad I am that I don't have to miss out on any of it.
It's 6.41pm now. 10 months ago at this very moment, I was holding a brand new, naked and beautiful you in my arms. Fresh from the oven. The most wondrous sight to behold. I hope you know that I love you. Always have, always will. As does your daddy, who makes you the luckiest little boy in the world with the way he loves on you.
Happy 10 months, baby boy love.
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