Time flies! While I am counting down the days to wean you, I look at our neighbor's baby and think about how I vaguely even remember you being that tiny. But, those memories I have of us in the hospital together reminds me of how every moment is important and precious. I try to make an effort everyday to be present with you, emotionally and physically. You are currently going through separation anxiety. It hurts me to see you cry when I leave and leaving even for a church service makes me worry about whether or not you are crying or scared. You finally understand that even though I have left the room, I still exist (object permanency for the win) and come crawling looking for me. You are now crawling and cruising as well. You have your pincer grasp down and are feeding your self. In fact, feeding has become a fight because you want to do it yourself. You are strong willed just like your parents. You have learned how to assert yourself. You have learned to make a fussy noise when you aren't happy with mommy taking paper out of your mouth or taking the plugged in charger out cord of your hand. Yea, life is tough as an eight month old! On a side note, I am so excited about you going to the pediatrician next month. We can see how much you've grown! Oh, not only do you make the "da" sound but you make "ma," "ti," "na," "ba," "ki," and of course the "ah" and "oo." Your vocabulary is definitely increasing. Daddy will qualify for your first word.
This month we saw Aunt Jojo again. She came down to visit before she went up to Virginia to do a show as her internship for the summer. You love your Aunt Jojo and her family. We went and and saw a band play at Holly Springs Cultural Arts Center. It was so much fun to be able to spend time with her. After, we went to Krispy Kreme where you ate your first doughnuts.
Love, Mommy
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