nine months is not equal to nine months

I have said it before but this time it is no lie and if possible, even more true! These nine months have FLOWN by unlike the nine months this baby spent on the inside (those nine months dragged on and on). I just cannot believe Porter is nine months old. I barely remember him being a newborn.

He was officially nine months Monday and we had his well check that day as well. Ava got a Doc McStuffins doctor's kit for her birthday and brought it along so the doctor (she is the best!) let her help give him a check up. He missed his nap but was still doing fairly well. When checking his ears, however, the doctor saw he had a double ear infection! I was so upset thinking about the fact that he was in pain and we had no idea. He had shown no signs and I had actually made an appointment for him last week when I took Ava. (She had an ear infection on her birthday but he checked out clear! He had been fussy the morning of so I thought it would be a good idea after the two of them having colds to have his checked as well. I guess his developed afterwards.) Thankfully we had the well visit, otherwise who knows how long it would have been before he started to show signs. Our doctor also had to fix his private area. She has to do this at almost every appointment. Because he is so chunky, the skin down there sticks. Poor guy. He was not a happy camper by this point. I held him and comforted him just in time for the nurse to come in and prick his heel. As soon as he was calm again, another nurse came in to give him his shot. So after no nap, double ear infections, a very sensitive area being messed with, a heel prick and a shot, he was ready to get out of the there! We went and picked up the antibiotic and headed home. I did not want to leave my little guy but I had one last night at my internship. My mom took good care of him (Randy was out of town for work) and he slept well which is most important. He loves the medicine so giving that has not been an issue, thankfully.

In other news. he scoots his way around the house, following the girls and even banging at their door should they try to shut it. He is still full of smiles and waves at strangers. He eats like a man and hasn't found anything he doesn't like. He continues to sleep well and he has eight teeth now! He had cheerios for the first time tonight and enjoyed those. At this point we will start to give more of what we are eating at meals and try new finger foods. One of his favorite things to do is go to Harris Teeter and ride in the race car cart. He loves "driving" and waving at all the ladies shopping and all the employees that will pay attention.

He weighs almost 22 pounds and is in the 75th percentile for both height and weight and 80th for head width. He is wearing 18 months, some 12 months, size clothes. He loves to go the nursery at church and doesn't mind childcare at the Y but I am just hoping this lasts because the separation stuff can rear its ugly head around this age and that will be hard on this mama's heart.