Micah @ 11 Months Old

Micah is eleven months old.  And this post is a few days late.  He is learning something new all the time.  It has been amazing to watch him grow and learn this past month.  I am in awe of him.  I love him a little more each day, even when he’s running me ragged.  At eleven months, Micah…

… weighs 22 pounds, according to our home scale.

… is still wearing size 12-18 months clothes, and size 3 diapers.

… is a crawling machine.  He’s very fast.  A little too fast.  He is also a stair climbing master.  He’s pretty fast at that too.  He still refuses to take any steps without holding on to you with both hands.  Actually, he won’t even attempt to stand without assistance. 

… is making all sorts of sounds.  With the exception of mama, dada, and baba, nothing sounds like words yet.  And I don’t think he associates baba with his bottle.  It’s just a sound he makes.  

… makes all sorts of sounds with his mouth now too.  He blows raspberries.  He pops his mouth.  He clicks.  It’s really something to witness.  He also makes a fish face from time to time.  I have no idea where that one came from. He imitates sounds, but only if and when he wants to.  So far, he imitates Mikey very well when he calls me by name (instead of calling me Mommy).  He will not, however, imitate me when I say words. (Like car, dog, etc.)

… has six teeth.  Two teeth on the top, and four on the bottom.  With those teeth, he has decided that biting is fun.  We’re still trying to figure out how to break him out of biting.

… has all of a sudden fell into an awesome sleep pattern.  He falls asleep between 8:00 pm and 9:00 pm usually, and sleeps until between 5:00 am and 6:00 am.  He has a bottle, and goes back to sleep until between 9:00 am and 10:00 am.  I love it.

… was on a restricted diet at his doctor’s orders.  The problem has cleared up, and we are slowly introducing foods back into his diet.    He still loves to eat.  That definitely has not changed.

… has finally decided to drink from a sippy cup. I randomly decided to try again Monday night, and he didn't immediately throw it away.  He only  took a few sips, but that was better than before.  Yesterday, I gave it to him, and he drank from his sippy cup with no problem.  He didn't worry about his bottle, and I didn't offer it.  I had already said that Micah might as well go ahead and accept it.  Even if he hadn't taken the cup this time, when his first birthday had rolled around, his bottles were disappearing, either way. 

… is working on climbing up onto the couch.  He’s still a little too short, but it’s funny to watch him pulling with his arms and scrambling with his feet.  He has figured a way to get up though.  He uses his daddy as a step stool.  Whenever Mikey sits on the floor with Micah, he steps on him, and climbs up onto the couch (or coffee table).

… is fast approaching one year old.  We are gearing up for his first haircut, his first birthday party, and his first trip out of the country.  Things are looking a little exciting around here.

… goes by the nicknames Gus-Gus, Micah Maine, Scoot, and Sugar Bear.

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