Another month has passed with our beautiful Bean, and it's brought with it a whole wave of change. Bean's nine month 'birthday' coincided with his Uncle Thomas' wedding up in Edinburgh - it was just the most wonderful family celebration. I searched for ages trying to find an outfit for Bean that looked classic, but not pretentious. His sailor romper from Happyology was perfect teamed with a pair of tights and white cardigan fora chilly October day. I love the pop of bright yellow on the collar which makes it more unisex. Clementine's dress had been chosen to match the bride as well as possible and she looked beautiful in it, teamed with a hand-knitted shawl, curtesy of the bride's mother. I cannot wait to see the proper photographs later this month.
Bean is now a completely unstoppable force, crawling here there and everywhere, pulling himself up on everything, cruising along and wanting to walk whilst holding your hands. He's generally causing absolute chaos. I'm suddenly finding toys in the weirdest places from where he's crawled around and deposited them, and bath time has become pretty hazardous with him totally intent on pulling himself up on the taps and the shower hose.
Bean has also been more fussy with his eating, preferring to feed himself/throw everything onto the floor. He's also becoming exceptionally wilful- pulling some rather angry faces when he doesn't get his own way. (We've nicknamed this face his 'kissy face' since he kind of pouts his mouth and furrows his brow and makes panting noises. We're also seeing more and more of his bottom two teeth, though no more seem to be making an appearance for now.
We've spent most of this month being unwell, it would seem. A wave of different colds, capped off with a nasty tummy bug which he managed to give to me, Sam, Clementine, and both of my parents. I don't think I will ever forget the beginning of the illness, where apropos of nothing he suddenly projectile vomited cottage pie all over me and the bed that we were staying in in Sam's brother's house in Nottingham. It was like the exorcist. He's not yet completely shaken the bug off to be honest, although I think he's on the mend. Here he is wearing two nappies- one disposable, one reusable over the top to try to stem the flow of yellow awfulness. I was actually quite pleased with myself for this parenting hack.
I think the biggest change this month has been the way he can suddenly play- both with us grown ups, and with babies. Clementine is finding him more and more fun I think. They can now chase each other around the room whilst crawling, and Bean will 'fetch' balls that Clementine throws for him. He suddenly seems more like a boy than a baby. (Or more like a puppy, maybe!) I'm starting to really see his personality: his likes and dislikes; his sense of humour. I can't wait to find out more about him in the months to come.