Category Archives: Milestones and such

what Sam’s been up to lately.

I haven’t really posted much about what has been going on with my little man lately, so I need to remedy that.

Every day I watch him become more a little boy and less a baby. It’s thrilling and yet terribly sad. He has been walking exclusively (and now running!) for about a month now. He can stand up without pulling himself up on furniture first, squat down and pick up a toy, and pivot and change directions. He is getting into everything and definitely keeping me on my toes.

I am really enjoying this stage. He is understanding more and more language every day. He can now understand simple directions. The other evening before he went to bed he was playing near me with a ball. I asked him, “Hey Sam, can you give the ball to Daddy?” and he turned and carried the ball to Tim all while giggling maniacally. Then Tim said, “Ok, give the ball to Mama!” and he’d turn around and run over to me. Today I said, “Sam, can you find your ball? I see it over by the slide and your train.” And he walked over and picked it up and brought it back to me. He’s a pretty smart cookie.

With his new-found walking skills, though, has come the flip side: falling. He has banged his head on so many things recently. I took him outside on one of our recent nice days and he took about 10 steps on the driveway before faceplanting and busting open his lip. I felt like the world’s worst mom…but he seemed to be just fine after a few minutes.

His vocabulary is expanding, too.  So far, he can and does say these words regularly:


Daddy (Dada)

cat (ca-ca, or sometimes kee-ca)

dog (dog-dog, or sometimes dog-gah!)

bear (beer or beer-beer)

car (ca-ca, or ca)

yeah (I really should work on teaching him yes, and not yeah)

more (mah)

milk (mee)

duck (duck-duck)

ball (ba, ba-ba)

this (dis)

bath (ath)

baby (bobby or bobba)

truck (uck!)

sock (ock)

He’s been learning his body parts, too. When prompted, he can point to his feet and nose. It’s pretty cute.

He’s a busy little guy! Every day I am amazed and how much he is learning.

This picture was from after his first haircut a few weeks ago. He’s getting to be such a big boy!


behold, sam walks!

Sam has been standing on his own more and more these days, and yesterday, when we turned on some music, he would ‘dance’ without having to hold onto anything. We, of course, thought this was adorable, so we wanted to take a video. Well, from there he walked! And we have it on video! Tim claims Sam took his first steps while I was doing the dishes after dinner one night a few weeks ago, but since I wasn’t present to witness them, and he hadn’t done it since then, I count yesterday as his “first steps.” By bedtime yesterday he was walking nearly across the room, like he’d done it for years. Totally crazy.

It was a bittersweet moment for me — I didn’t cry, but I definitely heard my uterus whisper, “Your baby isn’t a baby; time for another one!” To which I replied: Shush, uterus, shush.

Anyway, the video. I’m the lady with the “mummy tummy” and the mullet, if you were wondering.

sam’s first year: a picture post

1 day old.

3 weeks

4 weeks

6 weeks

6 weeks

10 weeks — smiles! (and i caught it on camera!)

3 months

4 months

5 months

6 months

7 months — pulling up!

8 months

And onto year two.

This morning we had Sam’s 1-year wbv; his ped says he looks great. He weighed 23 lbs 8 oz (61st percentile), was 30 1/4 inches tall (65th percentile), and his head circumference was 18 3/4 inches (83rd percentile). Go Sam go!

bye bye dairy.

Today I took Sam to a chiropractor in Carmel. I’ll admit I was skeptical at first — who takes their babies to a chiropractor? But in our desperate struggle to figure out what was causing all of Sam’s night wakings, I thought it was at least worth a shot. I had really been struggling with what to do. I had so much conflicting information whirling and swirling around in my sleep-deprived brain. Was he waking out of habit? Did he just need to cry himself to sleep for a few really rough nights? Was all this waking up normal? For some reason neither of those strategies really sat well with me.  Somehow I just felt that something was bothering Sam, and that’s why he was waking up so much.

As it turns out, his neck was a little screwy. Probably from being posterior at birth. The chiropractor said his head wasn’t exactly aligned with his spine. He was also suffering from some tight muscles at the base of his head, which was why he didn’t want to nurse on the left side as a wee bitty baby. He couldn’t turn his head to get in the right position.

The chiropractor (who is a lovely, smart, holistically-minded doctor) also said that his puffy, red eyes were most likely due to a dairy allergy. I had long suspected a dairy allergy, but for some reason hearing it from someone else was the impetus I needed to go ahead and eliminate it from both of our diets.  She also said that the dairy allergy was contributing to his frequent ear infections. The tight muscles at the base of his head were also contributing, as they were preventing his ears from draining completely.  With a few adjustments, and no dairy, we’ll be on our way to (we hope) better sleep and fewer ear infections. Woohoo!

I think I will be able to find dairy-free substitutes for most things I love (like milk, and ice cream, and cream in my coffee). But I will miss cheese a lot. It’s not forever, and I’ll probably be healthier in the long run without it. And, of course, my baby boy is worth it.

So we waved bye-bye to dairy today. Sam just figured out how to wave bye-bye. It’s so cute. Now when we are getting ready to go somewhere, I’ll say to him, “Let’s get ready to go bye-bye.” And he’ll start to wave. He’s just cute.

a new blog.

Last night at about 3am, when I (Alissa) was rocking Sam back to sleep, it struck me that in a few short weeks, my baby was not going to be a baby anymore. We’re about 6 weeks from his first birthday. And, although I record little milestones and things in his baby book and my private journal, I wanted to create a blog to share little glimpse of life with Sam with family and friends who don’t get to see him very often.

Yesterday at my mom and dad’s house, Sam started scooting chairs all over the kitchen. My parents said that scooting chairs is something 18 month old’s with older siblings who have showed them how figure out how to do. Sam figured it out on his own, and at 10 months. My dad said someday soon I’ll be busy doing something and turn around to find him perched on top of the refrigerator.

Last week Sam and I went to visit Tim at work. One of his coworkers had a rubber bouncy ball in her desk, which she gave to Sam to play with. He has balls at home, but no bouncy balls. He thought the ball bouncing was hilarious. Productivity in Tim’s building went down considerably because everyone had to come see what all these baby belly laughs were about. Since then, Sam has figured out how to throw the balls we have at home. They don’t bounce quite as well as the one at Daddy’s work did, but he still thinks it’s pretty funny. I guess we’ll have to get him a bouncy ball for Christmas!

Sam’s babbling sounds more and more like the inflection of language every day. He was jabbering up a storm at breakfast this morning, and I caught it on video. I’m pretty sure he’s saying something; I just can’t understand it yet.