It's been an eventful day for Drew and I.
He's been sitting up for a few days now. It's still new to him. He had been sitting up holding his hands in front of him and this weekend suddenly, no more hands. We were so excited.
Then yesterday, I'm out on the deck with him taking a break from work and I laid a blanket out on the floor to place him on and notice that Drew is doing a sort of centipede like maneuver. He is in crawling position then moves his hands forward, lays down to bring his legs forward then gets back up. He's kinda crawling instead of doing the army crawl. Another exciting moment.
But today, not so exciting.
That modified crawl, well he hasn't learned to stop yet when he sees objects like say, a book shelf. Yep, right into it, hitting the side of his head. He had that silent cry for a good 5 minutes before he wailed. I felt so bad.
Then today, I decided, he's 9 months, it's time to try a teething biscuit. He does, after all, have two teeth. He kinda demolishes two. I'm keeping a close eye and sitting right next to him cause I'm just thinking that he's going to choke. His third one (later in the day), I notice him gagging and his face turning red, I jump out of my seat and pull something out of his mouth with my finger then shove my finger back in to make sure nothing is there.
Now Drew is SCREAMING. He's scared and I'm panicking after the fact.
So we took a walk to calm us both down and it did. But no more teething biscuits.
I'm not sure I can handle them. And he has to learn to move so... I guess I'll just deal with that.