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For the past few months, we’ve somehow managed to endure all four of Elisha’s first-year molars moving into their proper places in his mouth. It wasn’t always easy. Compared to the rest of his teeth, the molars were full of more crankies, more snot, and more restless sleep than ever before.

Well, that is until his incisors started growing in.

Ugh.

I will admit I’ve been happy there hasn’t been much in the runny nose department, but the restless sleep and crankies come and go and come and go on a day-to-day basis. Couple this with the force of a 16-month old blooming head-first into his toddlerhood and the adventure just gets more and more whine-filled.

I can’t wait for teething to be over. It’s a series of milestones I look forward to putting behind us all. Less long nights spent nursing (yes, we’re still breastfeeding … no, I don’t have a set-in-stone date for when we’ll wean) and more time exploring new foods will be something to enjoy together. Well, we may actually be able to start the weaning process if he’s ready.

Although, I really hate that phrase, especially now that we’ve come to love elimination communication and all it’s benefits. Potty “readiness” is very different, I think, from weaning “readiness.” During the worst of his teething, Elisha will sometimes refuse to eat anything (except for a bit of fruit here and there and maybe, maybe, maybe some yogurt). I just couldn’t dream of letting him go without eating, so during the worst of his teething days, he would always without fail nurse. Yes, toddler nursing antics (upside down nursing, nursing and dancing, etc.) can sometimes be a challenge to my patience, but it has been more than worth the delay in weaning to keep him full of something nutritious and so incredibly valuable to his development.

There are definitely days I am very ready to wean. There are other days that I know it will be bittersweet.

Given Elisha’s strong personality, however, I know that he will help me set the pace. He already has started putting himself to sleep at night (after nursing) instead of nursing to sleep. Sometimes, laying him in his own bed and sitting in the office chair across the room from him (singing) is the only way he’ll go to sleep. Some nights, when he wakes, I can rock him back to sleep after he goes to the potty. Other nights, he needs to nurse again. On the teething nights, he often nurses all night, but those are getting fewer and farther between.

It’s getting better. It’s been an awesome ride so far. I’m interested in seeing what the end of teething brings into our lives. It should be exciting.

His potty readiness has also been pretty amazing. Since we’ve been practicing EC over the past 10 months, it’s been crazy to see just how much babies are capable of. While he’s not that communicative while teething, he still has so very few misses these days. I’m not confident enough to go out for long errands in training undies, but we did go to church with them last Sunday without issue. He goes all day with maybe a miss or two, and he’s often dry all night long. It’s certainly lessened the burden when it comes to diaper laundry, but I have never considered washing cloth diapers to be much of a burden to begin with. Ha!

Anyway, time just keeps flying by. I still can’t believe I have a walking, talking, drawing, imagining, playing toddler.

Elisha loves to draw

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Well, 14 months of Elisha have come and gone. Swiftly at that. I have to confess that these past few months after his first birthday have not been my favorite moments in parenting so far: first year molars and a lot of cognitive development have often left me tired and frustrated. Don’t get me wrong—we have an awesome baby—but his new abilities of walking and talking have brought with them a whole host of challenges very different from simply rolling over or crawling.

Elisha is a very sweet boy. He loves to cuddle, he gives kisses, and he is often very concerned about other babies when he sees or hears them crying. He’s a curious boy. He loves to explore and discover, especially if music, dogs, or the outside are involved in the activity. He is also a strong-spirited boy. He gets that from both myself and his father, whether it’s fortunate or not. Sometimes, it’s not a bad thing, but other times, it’s definitely difficult.

Overall, toddlerhood is a whole new set of experiences for both of us. A new chapter in parenting that has different ups and downs than having a newborn or having a mobile baby did.

Watching him grow and change is a special joy. There isn’t anything I’d want to change, even the hard parts.

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Elisha at 13 months

Elisha at 13 months

Elisha at 13 months

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exibit b: what is he playing with instead? cutie

exibit b: what is he playing with instead? exibit b: what is he playing with instead?

exibit b: what is he playing with instead?

exibit b: what is he playing with instead? exibit b: what is he playing with instead?

exibit a: he has toys exibit a: he has toys

and there he goes again

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happy.

9 months!

everyone who meets Elisha says the same things over and over again:

“you have such a happy baby.”
“he’s always smiling.”
“does he ever cry?”

every time i hear these words, i don’t always know how to reply, but i do indeed treasure them in my heart. Elisha is indeed a very, very happy baby. he was an easy pregnancy, an easy delivery, and an easy boy. i hope and pray he doesn’t grow out of it any time soon.

we’ve been spoiled by his goodness.

no, we’ve been spoiled by His goodness. God has been so good to us by granting us this little gem of infancy. he’s amazing.

i cannot believe he’s 9 months old. he’s finally been out in the world as long as i carried him inside of me. pregnancy felt like forever compared to the flash BANG blur of weeks that these past 9 months have been. it’s slipped through our fingers, but all the smiles, giggles, and cuddles have made everything a joy.

indescribable joy.

happy 9 months, baby E. we love you so, so much.

9 months!

9 months!

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more photos of elisha, of course!

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8 months

yusuke

8 months baby e with papa

baby e with papa and yusuke baby e with papa and yusuke

baby e with papa

baby e with papa

elisha @ 8 months

over this past week, elisha stood up on his own once. he also stood without holding onto any furniture for a little less than a minute, chewing intently on a book. he regularly uses his baby bjorn little potty. he loves trains, lions, and food. he also loves books. he’s finally started on his consonants, preferring b’s and m’s with a smattering of n’s and k’s. if he could string his favorite “buh!” and “kkkkk” together, he’d say “book” for his first word! he does say “mama” and whispers “papa,” but i don’t think he’s made the connection that they refer to his parents yet. maybe. it’s hard to tell.

he signs milk on his own, but only when he’s already eating. if i sign it to him, he gets too excited and dive bombs for my chest if it’s close enough to his face. so, he knows it, but he’s not up to signing it himself. oh well. heehee.

he’s very good at playing by himself, but he still loves to be held. everyone who sees him calls him a happy baby—he smiles at most strangers all the time. he likes to make eyes at the ladies, especially. we’ll have to lock him in the basement one day.

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we’re home in ohio/west virginia visiting family for Thanksgiving (well, mostly. apparently, i’m back where i started from with my side of the family, but i should just start anticipating all the drama instead of getting hopeful that things will one day improve. i want a relationship that works, but i must be the only one willing to try because i always find myself getting sent back to the beginning more hurt and frustrated than the last time. you’d think i’d learn, but i keep hoping that this time is the last time and that this time everything will finally be different. one day, i still hope it will be. i can’t offer myself as a person to the same relationship every time without results forever … can i?)

anyway. today i borrowed my cousin-in-law’s “fancy camera” and let Elisha be himself outside for a bit. he was 8 months old on Saturday and for lack of our papasan chair (yes, i missed 7 months. it flew by so fast that i didn’t get a chance to take photos of him in the chair. besides, he just tumbles his way out of it on purpose now).

here are all of my favorites:

what a cutie 8 months!

8 months

8 months 8 months

8 months 8 months!

8 months

8 months!

i have a handsome baby. a handsome husband. and a burning need for a better camera like the one i borrowed today.

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