He's 18 months (alright we're actually at 19 months...i'm a little late).
Holy shit.
Where does the time go?
One minute he's a screaming newborn the next he's a walking talking KID! Yeah...tell that to the me from a year and a half ago with a screaming newborn...the days are long but the years are short.
At A YEAR AND A HALF (!!!!) Baby Jett is pretty awesome.
Tall and skinny still at:
Weight: 21 lbs 10 oz. (18th percentile)
Height: 32 3/4 inches(70th percentile)
He sleeps through the night like a champ. We stick him in the crib with Bear...and Other Bear...and a sippy cup...and a toy car...and sometimes a book (the list is ever growing, it used to be just Bear he needed, the crib is getting crowded!), tell him good night and he points at the door and says "go". He rolls around and plays with Bear and all his stuffed animals and the car and reads for a good 15 minutes, even half hour some nights but then at some point...he just goes to sleep. There's no more crying, no more going in there every 5 minutes, 10 minutes, etc etc. Just say good night and leave and he does the rest!
Can I tell you just how liberating that is? And just HOW MUCH CONFIDENCE I have going in for Round #2 (NO, I'M NOT PREGNANT, just hopeful thinking). Those sleepless nights really don't last forever...I have proof now =)
He does the same for naps. We read a story, I tell him it's time for his nap then put him in the crib with Bear and again, lots of playing and rolling around until he's ready, but then he just goes to sleep!
He's down to one nap a day and it ranges anywhere from 45 minutes to 2.5 hours...with the norm being an hour and a half. But man I really enjoy those 2.5 hour nap days.
He has become very very PARTICULAR in his old age, see above, ALL those things must be in the crib for him to happily go to sleep. Things need to be done JUST SO or we have a bit of a meltdown. Huge fan of routine this one.
I like this in that he KNOWS what's happening next and goes along with it because it's what is SUPPOSED to happen but come on Jett sometimes the book can go on a DIFFERENT SHELF and it will all be ok! This is his father through and through...mommy really isn't so particular about how things need to be done. Dom always tells me there's a "right" way to do things...Jett seems to agree.
Case in point. He goes to get his shoes, jacket and hat when he wants to go outside because he knows these are the things that are SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN before he goes outside.
He also sits down to have his shoes taken off when he comes back inside. I must admit...that part is pretty cute.
He loves cleaning and putting things away. He likes to take his diaper wipes out one by one and "clean" things and then throw the dirty ones away. He cleans the floor, he cleans Bear, he cleans himself, he cleans me. Clean clean clean. He's also a huge fan of making a big mess with his paints and drawing all over his little kitchen and shopping cart and table and then going to get the dishtowels to clean it all up. I think he makes the mess just so he can clean it. Same goes for when he drops food or drinks on the floor, off he goes to clean it up with a dishtowel! This is my mother through and through.
Anything that is taken off a counter or out of a drawer always must be put "back" when he's done with it. He says "back" a lot.
Not a huge talker but he gets his point across. Though over the last 2-3 weeks he's continually adding more daily. He says dog, cat, duck, bear, down, car, truck, dad, clock, bike, go, keys, back...maybe I'm missing one or two, but not a lot. And I swear he says banana.
He may not say a ton but he definitely understands EVERYTHING. I'm amazed at the comprehension.
Still nursing. We've had a few days when Dom was home where we only nursed 3 or 4 times and that was amazing, but now Dom's traveling for the next week and...we're back to lots of nursing. Not sure what I can do when I'm on my own with him 24/7...
Gave up on his high chair months ago. That thing only got 6 months use...what a waste of money! He loves his booster seat though and will happily climb up into it when you tell him it's time to eat.
NOT a big fan of eating still. Ever day is a struggle. What will Jett eat today?! Though he is getting better about telling me what he DOES want to eat, as in he can make it known that he would like to eat cereal and apples for dinner rather than chicken and broccoli. I would love to be one of those moms who puts him in his seat, gives him dinner and that's that. If he eats it, GREAT and if not then he goes to bed hungry. Unfortunately since we're still nursing he just makes up for what he doesn't eat with BOOB JUICE and since we're trying to wean...that's not gonna work. So many a night he gets away with eating something other than what I've made him. Short order cook over here!
He does stairs walking upright with no help other than the railing. Many a day he's made it all the way up the stairs before I get around to following him. Going down...ugh, our stairs aren't carpeted so he's not allowed to go down by himself, but really we're just spotting him, he does and can do it by himself.
LOVES the car. And what I mean by that is he loves to get in the driver's seat and "drive" the car. Pretty much if I'm going anywhere I have to add an extra 10 minutes leeway time to get where I'm going because Baby Jett needs to drive for a bit. He can find both mommy and daddy's cars parked on the street and proudly declares "dad" for dad's car and just "car" for mom's...sigh...is he ever going to call me mama?
Also is really into TRAINS (Oh Thomas the Tank Engine...I hate you) and tools and bikes and is SUCH A BOY. The garage is his favorite place in whole house. And Dom's tools...oh the tools. The tools are the greatest thing in the whole wide world except for boobs as far as Jett is concerned. They're almost as great as boobs. But the boobs still win. I fear this will be an ongoing thing in Jett's life, tools and boobs, ah well...it starts early.
Has opinions about EVERYTHING. What he wants to eat, what he wants to wear, what toys belong where, what plate he'd like to eat on, what utensil he'd like to use, and the list goes on and on.
Basically 18 months (19!) is my favorite age SO FAR, I love that he's a PERSON now...we've come so far.
