Max is 11 months old! ELEVEN. We are a matter of days away from his first birthday. Crazy times up in here, I tell you.
His poor little nose has seen better days. It’s been running (and running) and despite using Boogie Wipes, he’s still sporting a rough look. He managed to scrape himself in the middle of the night and scabbed and added to the very sick look. Poor thing! We’ve spent many afternoons lately in the ERGObaby carrier because he’s been generally out of sorts and not feeling like himself. After several days of fevers and general ickyness, Max had his second ever “sick baby” visit to the doctor who declared the culprit a virus.
One of the most obvious physical changes Max has gone through lately is his growing hair. It’s getting thicker and longer and I love it. Although, in this picture it looks a bit like he’s wearing a toupe.
Max’s preferred method of getting around is still a mix of cruising and crawling. I’ll be honest, I totally thought he’d be walking by now. For a period of time, he was doing everything early (or at least earlier than his siblings) so I thought walking would be an early milestone, too. But, he’s now officially my latest walker. He takes a few steps at a time when we encourage him, and walks while holding only my hand, but he’s content to crawl and cruise. Frankly, I’ll take it! He’s got plenty of time to walk and he already gets into so much, that I can’t imagine what it will be like when he’s walking!
One of my favorite things to do lately is just watch him play. You can almost see his little brain working, as he struggles to make his chubby hands do what his head is telling them to do. His current favorite toys are the Playskool Poppin Park Lion and the Hape Pound & Tap Bench.
Of course, there are some things that Max isn’t quite ready to play with.
His first birthday is literally just around the corner and I can hardly stand it. I’m not prepared – not for the birthday party we’re hosting and certainly not for the fact that he will be a year old. In some ways, the year has flown by, but at the same time it feels as if Max has been a part of our family forever.
Much to my dismay, Max continues to thin out a bit. At the doctor’s appointment last month he measured 76% percentile for weight and in the 30th percentile for height. But, I swear all the moving around – and a recent lack of interest in solid food – means his thunder thighs are shrinking and his all around roly-poly-ness is decreasing.
Max at 10 Months
- Weight: 24 pounds
- Length: 30 inches
- New Trick: Cruising, walking holding only one hand, babbling sounds like “mama” and “dada”
- Big Adventures: trip to Paris, sick visit to doctor’s office