Callum's new party trick




September 18th, Callum stands for the first time


We knew it was coming. We have known for a bit that we need to lower Callum's crib. After all, he can scoot to the side and tries to pull himself up. Alas, he can't bring himself from laying to sitting and he had yet to stand, so there wasn't a crazy rush. Well, we must have done it in the nick of time. Ian lowered Callum's crib on Sunday. He plopped him in after to check it out and Callum immediately pulled himself up to standing!!! It was like, WHAT?! Callum was so incredibly proud of himself. He was giddy and beside himself. He stood like that for a few minutes before realizing he had no clue how to get down. I tried to show him how to fall on his butt, but he wasn't really into it. So, we shall see when he learns the very necessary skill of going from standing to sitting without hurting himself.

Don't worry though, he still isn't crawling…maybe he will be one of those mysterious kids that skips crawling and just walks.


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Connor: He is super creative and draws huge cityscapes in detail and likes to explain what things are used for. 


Isla: I thought they weren't cool anymore, but my little pony's have made a huge comeback in our house again. 


Callum: "Teething? I'm not teething…" Four teeth in two weeks. It was brutal. Then I look in his mouth and it looks like there are more trying to come in as well. 


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Callum {9 months}


Weight: 18 pounds, 12 ounces
Length: 28 inches

Likes: his brother and sister, sitting up, Ian's sunglasses, food…all food, paper
Dislikes: teething, night time sleep, missing his nap

This kid slays me, I tell ya. As long has he gets his naps, he is literally as happy and content as can be. His doctor even made several comments about how happy he is. And he truly is. Not only is he smiley, but he also is a very content little boy. He is happy as a clam, just sitting there watching the world go by. People seem to be amazed that he always just sits there, happily looking around. That being said, he still isn't crawling. 

Now I'm not trying to rush the crawling, as I know movement will rock my world. He is starting to scoot around backwards. But even that isn't in a crawl position. He does it when he is sitting up and scoots himself with his hands. It's pretty funny. He doesn't go from laying to sitting just yet, but certainly tries. And now if you stand him up, he pretty much thinks it's the best thing ever. Like he gets the biggest smile on his face. But, when he backs himself into a corner (or under the bed) from scooting around backwards, he gets angry until I move him back out. 

Food wise, he is eating all sorts of things. I have mostly been giving him chunks of things to eat, but still throw some baby food in here or there. This month, he has tried hard boiled egg, rice and bagels. He has also had some peach and I am sure other things that I am just not thinking of right now. I just throw at him whatever we happen to have on hand. He does a really good job picking things up with his fingers. 

I feel like size wise, Callum is kind of in between sizes. His 6-12 month jeans are far too short, but the jump to 12-18 month seems to add several inches and I have to roll them up a ton. But, we are working with it. He is still in size 3 diapers, but will be moving up to a 4 pretty soon. Speaking of his size, I got grilled a bit by his doctor. Apparently he is only in the 29 percentile for weight. Now, let me be honest when I say I get so tired of those stupid charts the doctors obsess over. Also, Callum seems to be growing at the same rate Connor and Isla did. Anyway, the doctor asked what and how much I was feeding him. It literally took every ounce of my self control not to answer her sarcastically…and I only held back the sarcasm because I didn't want cps showing up on my doorstep next week! Needless to say, I am not concerned about his weight and he certainly doesn't look malnourished to me. 

The biggest news in the past month is teeth. Connor finally got two bottom teeth at the end of the month…and since has added his top two teeth. But teething has not been nice to us. In fact, it has been awful on our sleep, and my sanity at times. Here's to hoping when that last tooth is all the way through, we can start getting some good sleep around here again. 

Even if Callum isn't sleeping well at night, he still takes stellar naps during the day. He takes a morning and an afternoon nap and they are both around 3 hours long. Sometimes those naps get messed up by activities or the school run and though he can be a trooper about it, it doesn't always work out the best for all of us. 

On a side note, pleas excuse the scratched face. I apparently went a little too long between cutting Callum's nails and he assaulted himself while in his car seat. Eek! 






And because I love me looking back at my babies, Connor at 9 months and Isla at 9 months.


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Isla's first day of Pre-k


Isla started preschool last week. She was more than ready. It seemed a bit hard on her to watch Connor go off to school every day for a month and her not go. She asked many, many times when it was her turn. She was pumped on her first day and handled the whole thing like an old pro. In fact, she didn't even really want to say bye. She was already too busy playing. The whole thing made me laugh, thinking of how hard her first year of preschool was and how she would cry every morning at drop off. 

I was afraid having her good friends move on was going to be hard on her, but she handled it much better than I thought. I think it helped that a girl in her ballet class is also in her preschool class this year, so she had a familiar face to play with. 

Obviously the hair stylist that came and talked at preschool last year really made an impact on Isla, as she still wants to be a "hair styler". I responded back with, "Ok, a hair dresser" and Isla got the biggest kick out of that saying we don't put clothes on hair and that I was SO FUNNY. It was a sweet conversation. The kind you want to remember for a long, long time. 



^^ That's a normal Isla sass face



^^ We've officially entered the "I would rather make funny faces than smile" stage of life. It is pretty entertaining though and I really do like seeing the kids personalities shine through in photos I take. 


Here's to a good last year of preschool for Isla! Preschool certainly is a sweet, sweet time and I really hope it is an amazing year for her.


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Nine in, nine out




Can we discuss how it literally pains me to look at these pictures of me 9 months pregnant?! Does anyone really (I mean, come on, really) like being 9 months pregnant? Then lets add on to it that I decided to grow out my hair mid-pregnancy and it was at a totally awkward length. I feel like I have these weird elf ears poking out. So really, I may be more excited about my hair than not having a belly…hahaha. I do have to say, even in the midst of teething and lack of sleep from it, I would take this any day over walking around like a ticking time bomb, fearing my water breaking in public. But, there is the squishy newborn goodness that follows (and I mean the baby, not the belly). And nine months on, I have happy, smiley Callum and he is just about the best thing ever.


And just in case you want to look back, because we all know I did, here are my thoughts at 40 weeks and here is a brand new baby Callum. Also, how did I miss until just now that I predicted Callum was a boy the day before I had him just because of my pregnancy rage?! That's pretty funny. 


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Connor: This kid is growing up so fast. I'm glad he will still hold my hand and will still answer the 10,000 questions I ask him about school every day.


Isla: This spicy thing started preschool last week. I kind of feel like I need to wish her teachers luck every day. But seriously, it's certainly hard to be bored (or enjoy any silence) with her her around.


Callum: Showing off his two new pearly whites. And would you believe a third tooth has already come in since then…and a fourth one is on its way?! That will be four teeth in just under two weeks. 


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Memories


It's no secret that I am a total sap when it comes to my kids. I never really considered myself emotional. Even now, I wouldn't say I am emotional, but definitely more so than I used to be. Especially when it comes to my kids. They just grow and change so freaking much. And it's not that I don't like who they are today, because they slay me daily with the things that come out of their mouths, so I certainly wouldn't want them to be nonverbal babies forever. But I love remembering the road we've traveled. 

Having Callum wear Connor's old clothes is like a fun walk down memory lane for me. That first year with Connor was a special one. It was my first year of motherhood and I was really trying to get my footing. But, it was also a special time spent in Scotland, a place so dear to my heart. I am not really picky about my kids clothes and really rarely buy them anything new (I know, I'm kind of cheap). So, if I buy something, it means I really liked it and more than likely that I will remember it. 

This particular outfit I bought for Connor in Scotland. I just love it. I love how soft it is. And I love that it is babyish without being overly cutesy. So I was pretty excited when it was chilly the other morning so I had an excuse to throw it on Callum. Connor wore this outfit numerous times, and I was pretty sure I had pictures of him in it at the park…and low and behold, I did. 



Just for reference, Connor is about two weeks older in these pictures than Callum is in the top picture. Connor was an expert crawler at this point, and also standing. Wowsers. This time around, I am happy for Callum to just keep sitting for a bit longer. Because life certainly will be changing around our house once that kid becomes mobile! Oh the joys of having older kids with toys that have insanely small parts…eek. These boys (and their sister), they have my heart. I just love them so.

I may not be super emotional, but I am totally feeling all the feels right now! And all because of a baby outfit. Yep, I am a total sap.


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