Nolan sitting up without supports for the first time
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With his truck- Thanks Uncle Phil and Auntie Tracey
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Misty morning, looking onto the farm
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Rats, it's another case of impetigo; this time it is on Nolan's elbows and back of his head... Geeze. Nolan is back on antibiotics for the remainder of this week, fortunately his skin is clearing up nicely.
Nolan has now slept in his own crib for one full week now. Well, I should say slept most of the night. It appears as though we do not have a child who sleeps the entire night like some lucky parents. Nolan sleeps in and around 4 hours at a time. So I get up with him once in the night, then the next wake up I bring him back to sleep with mommy and daddy... I am sure I have caused a bad habit and Nolan will be sleeping with us for then next few years... We may have to invest in a king sized bed.
All is good on the home front. Keith is eagerly trying to finish all the baseboards before the painter comes back later on this week. I am constantly vacuuming, dusting and moping our floors (do I regret dark floors... not yet, Ask me in a few months). We almost have all of our siding up and it looks really sharp, we will still need to finish the front of our house in stone. We will have a driveway in the next few days, so we are looking forward to less dust and somewhere to park our vehicles (as our garage is acting more like a huge closet). And somewhere in the next little while, we will be preparing our back and front yard with black dirt, then sod. I can't wait to have a yard... and a garden (we'll have to wait till next year for carrots and raspberries).
Here comes the bride... well almost. We will be tying the knot in less than a few weeks. I can't wait to actually wear my dress, whoo hoo. My seamstress is making the final alterations and I go for my final fitting this Friday. Nolan and I are flying back to Kamloops next Sunday to help with last minute arrangements and organization. I can't believe it's already here, and wow Nolan is already 7 months old...
Which brings me to Nolan... A growing weed, almost. He is now tipping the scale at 15 and a half pounds. He is still in between the 10th and 25th percentile for his weight and head circumference and in the 5th percentile for his height. He is doing really well, and is chatting up a storm. He really likes his teething cookies, and will make quite a scene when mommy takes away the cookie. He loves vegetables more than fruits, although has come quite accustomed to prunes (keeps him smiling and regular). Nolan is now able to sit up by himself with no supports. He is 7 months old, but actually is developmentally at 6 months (because of his prematurity; we will continue to put him back 6 weeks till his second birthday).
Well it's that time of night, when my lids are ready to close. I can't wait to see some of you at our wedding... The count down is on, I'll keep you updated with lots of picture of our house and our family.