Year One

Happy Birthday my little one. We couldn't have been blessed with a better 1st!

Eight Toothy Months

Monroe turned eight months this last Friday. We've been traveling (I'll post some pix later) so I didn't get a chance to say happy eight months Monty! He has four teeth now, on the verge of six, and this last week he practiced using them on my arm.
At first I thought it was cute but by the sixth bite... shame on me.

We love our little beaver/shark/monster teeth and all!

P.S. But, if anyone has any suggestions though I'll gladly take them!

I do believe!

Source: chloelocks.tumblr.com via Lisa on Pinterest

I almost don't want to write this because I'm not sure I believe it (I also don't want the universe to hear me and reverse this magnificent event). I was starting to think that Monroe had developed insomnia. These last couple weeks he'd been waking up every 2-3 hours. But last night a miracle occurred... he slept through the night. Say what? It's the night I had been dreaming about since the day he was born. A full night's rest!

But it wasn't that simple. He slept wonderfully but I on the other hand was awake all but 2 hours. I was excited (is this really happening?), nervous (is he breathing? I better go check), an absence (he doesn't need me as much anymore), and engorged (when did I develop two stone pin cushions on my chest?). All in all, it was exciting, but I'm a bit skeptical to see it happen two nights in a row. We'll find out I guess.

P.S. I think Monroe ate some magic growing beans yesterday because this morning I felt his first tooth (bottom right)!