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... of our 9 month well check

Abram turned 9 months on the 17th. I have seen all these cool ideas on pinterest of documenting every new month with a sign in the same spot and the same type of clothes, etc. My friend Brittany is really good at doing this with her son and I have to say that you won't regret it, Brit! I always have the best intentions and then never get around to it. Maybe if I'd done it from the very beginning it would be more of a priority, but alas. Each month goes by with no special pictures and no special sign. But pictures are definitely being taken. So not to worry, Abrafans.

We went in for his 9 month well check after we got back from Idaho and we did the weighing and length process while he was screaming in hunger. He was 16.2 lbs. He was 14.8 at his 6 month. so he's put on a pound and a half in three months. That doesn't seem like much to me, but no one seemed worried. They were worried, however, when I told them that he had been running a 100.4 fever for 4 days in Idaho with a rash and a few projectile vomits. So we traded a well check for a sick visit and some antibiotics for a small ear infection.

And now we are going in for the real well check, with our regular doctor who we love (and who just happened to be at the church service when Abram was dedicated two weeks ago!) It will be interesting to see if he's put on any weight in two weeks, because he hasn't been nursing very well (I think that's mostly my "fault", unfortunately). We'll see.

Abram went on a walk with Daddy in the Bjorn with some pretty cool 1950's looking zinc oxide baby sunscreen on his little nose.

And here is what he does every time we put him in his pack n play. The smooshed face is almost always accompanied by some scream-crying. He knows that the pack n play is like his holding cell while we try to get a few things done, or pack up the car and we will be coming back for him in a few seconds. So he thinks he he cries, it's making us come back sooner. Ah well, I can't resist that cute little smooshed face, anyway.

Finally, a video of us playing with our food at snack time.

Probably not the best idea, Mommy. Oh! And he ate bits of melted cheddar on a toasted whole wheat bagel yesterday and hasn't seemed to have any reaction to the dairy (no change in attitude, no gas, no spitting up). And he really seemed to like it. So we are slowly making strides in the table food direction!

So we will update with all of the stats after tomorrow morning and our very early doctor's appointment. We need the grace of God to get us through an appointment that had to be booked during his "back to bed" early nap time. But He is able!

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