Crib Transition

I remember the days when I'd listen for Jackson to cry from his crib. I'd go and unswaddle him and get him up.

Then came the days when he'd unwrap himself by pushing his arms and kicking his feet.

Next came the days of turning to his stomach and getting up on all fours.

Gone are those days. I've taken down the mobile. Because now, even after just one peep from this little one, I find this instead.

But oh, how I love those smiles he shares when I walk in the room!

Jackson

Usually I think that Jackson is still just my little baby. Today I looked over at him as he was using a box to stand up that he really is getting so big. 8 months. Everyone says it goes by so quickly, and it really does. I've enjoyed it all, though...except that one phase where putting him to down for a nap was an ABSOLUTE PAIN!

I figured Jackson would be an early walker since he has always loved being on his feet. When I would go to burp him over my shoulder, he wouldn't just lay against me, he'd push on his feet to stand instead. Later he would just enjoy standing on our laps. Then he would rock back and forth while standing on our laps. We'd call him our little sumo wrestler. "Finally", at 7 1/2 months, he decided to take off. Fairly unsteady at first, only making it a couple of feet, but now he moves so well. He turns and pivots. When he falls down he has figured out how to catch himself so he doesn't bang his head/face on the floor.



I'm trying hard to keep up.