You are 8 months old now. You weigh almost 22 pounds. You are a big baby with a really big personality. Today, you had your very first rolling-off-the-bed incident. It was very scary for you, but you're doing just fine.
You are crawling (on your belly) all over the place! You are a baby on the move! And you are a funny baby who does things like squint your eyes and belly laugh because you know it'll make everyone around you laugh too.
I want you to know that just because you're the second baby doesn't mean I love you any less. You also co-sleep with us and it's tough sometimes, but we're (mostly) ok with it. And I want you to know that I love all the same things about you that I did the first time around. And I'm So so so very thankful.
And we're really trying to enjoy you while you're little and chubby and lovely and squishy. Today while I was feeding you, I laid my head down on yours so I could stare with you down the barrel of a bottle and look at your stubby baby fingers moving and be in awe of them along with you.
I'm making a herculean effort to take lots of pictures and video of you. Time is going so so way too fast! And it's my job to do what I can to record everything I can!
I'm also making a herculean effort to pump for a full year, even though I fantasize several times a week about quitting and living on what we've got in the freezer. You are worth the work it takes and you're what keeps me going.
Today, while I was feeding you, you grabbed my finger. It made me think of when you did the same thing, just minutes after you were born. I hope that long after the chubbiness has faded from your little hands, you'll still hold mine and be my buddy forever.
I love you so so much!