After today, my sweet boy, you’ll have been on the outside of my belly longer than you spent on the inside. I have always felt this was a big milestone. It serves as a good reminder to me to have extra grace and patience. It takes time to acclimate to our surroundings. Why would it be any different for a baby…. ESPECIALLY a baby. If it took 9 months for you to grow and all you knew was the safety of the depths of my womb.
For 9 long months your only job was to grow, rest and observe the depths of my belly and your little body as it transformed. Then all of a sudden you were here! And then your job(s) became… a lot. Learning to eat, sleep, digest food, focus your eyes, learn peoples faces and voices, learn to trust and how to call for help or express your needs. You’ve learned to wiggle, to connect the dots that those fingers and arms and legs actually belong to you! You mastered smiling and cooing. We cheered as you flopped your body around to roll and then to sit and move to crawling. You observed a lot and decided what seems funny or what makes you angry. You learned to pull your body, to crawl and now your venturing out- manipulating those feet to tiny little steps along the furniture, with a baby-walker, or as your chubby little fingers grab my hands and you fearlessly place one foot in front of the other. Phew. That’s only part of the achievements you have made and I am exhausted just writing them.
All that to say, there’s been a lot for you to accomplish and 9 months on the outside is a big milestone toward your independence. I am proud and continually in awe at your quick wit and humor. I’m stunned at the rate in which you observe then copy- darn near perfectly. The phrase “The world is your oyster” comes to mind. Not with just you. But each of your brothers too. I’m constantly amazed at your abilities and truly believe you can be anything, anything your heart desires. Just make sure it’s part of Gods will for you.
So, 9 months in my belly you grew so well. Now, 9 months out I can say you have grown exceptionally well and we are so proud and so thankful that you are here and a part of our family. We are so blessed.
Love you always,
Cameron’s Likes: He loves bath time. Like starts screaming like a wild banshee and little legs kicking all over. He will immediately dart to the bathroom as fast as possible when he hears the water turn on. Homeboy LOVES to eat. I mean, puts his big bro’s to shame. He loves the sprinklers and he absolutely loves the garden hose. He loves to dance and he loves to snuggle and he LOVES being held. All the time.
Cameron’s Dislikes: He hates changing clothes or his diaper. Not a huge fan of waking up alone, he’s also not a fan of baby cereal/oatmeal. He wants to feed himself. He has a death grip of steel and hates it when we have to take things away from him. Not a huge fan of waiting- but I feel like that’s probably every baby/toddler/kid.
Nicknames: Homeboy, Bro Bro, Cam, Cammers., Destructo Baby
Weight & height: Due to Covid-19 I have chosen to forego the well child exams so I have zero accuracy on these things. I am guessing still around 21.5ish pounds and roughly 29-30.5 inches. 12 month clothing.
- Cruising along the furniture with no trouble.
- Completely mastered the stairs going up.
- Total of 5 teeth. And 2 more on the way.
- Clapping & Waving & blowing kisses- well making kids sounds and skipping the hand movement.
- pulling objects out of something and putting them back in, over and over again.
- Demands to be included in ALL the things. Homeboys definitely has FOMO.
- Loves peek-a-boo games and tries to take off or put on hats or glasses.
- Major copy cat of his brothers and of myself and husband.
- Great at feeding himself.
- So.Stinking.Loud/chatty. And also hilarious.