Day 29: 8 months

Can you see it?  If you look really closely, you can see Eli’s 8-month-present:  his first tooth.  It’s making him really miserable and cranky, isn’t it obvious? 

So what do we know about Eli at 8 months?  He’s generally a cheerful fellow.  He loves to eat anything he can get his hands on.  I’m trying to get him up to three meals of solids a day.  It’s not that he won’t tolerate 3 meals, I just haven’t figured out how to fit them all in!  He’s still waking up once during the night to eat, though I’m hoping maybe if I feed him more during the day he’ll just magically start sleeping all the way through.  He’s dropped his habit of moaning himself to sleep (cute on a baby, probably a deal-breaker should he ever want to settle down with someone) and instead has picked up the habit of rolling himself over on his belly to sleep.  This is pretty peculiar for him since he detests being on his belly.  So much so that we placed bets that he would walk before he ever crawled.  He’s become quite fickle around people he doesn’t know or see very often.  Ladies in the church nursery?  Okay by him.  Abuela (grandma)?  Not so sure at first.  Babysitter?  Hell no!  Random old lady in line at cafeteria?  Please hold me and take me home forever!  We’ve yet to figure his system out.  Thankfully Mike and I have passed the test.  As for Elena, it depends on the day. 

We’re enjoying spring break this week, especially since it actually feels like spring.  Not much planned, other than possibly  a trip to Chicago at the end of the week.  And the end of the 30 posts in 30 days is upon me!  Though it was more like 30 posts in 3 months . . . but what do you expect from someone who took 5 years to finish college?