9 Months Old

Owen's 9-month doctor visit was pretty uneventful. He has definitely leveled out in growth. Remember when his percentiles used to be in the high 90s? Now he's in the 42nd percentile for weight (20 pounds, but I assure you he's still eating like a champ) and 74th percentile for height (29 inches).

He's crawling, clapping, high-fiving, eating lots of fruits and vegetables, and is graduating from his infant car seat into a convertible one. He loves music-- he likes to bounce whenever he hears a beat. A little bit of stranger anxiety and separation anxiety are setting in, but hopefully that will pass.

My Valentines

Good news- Owen is well on the road to recovery. He's fever-free, energetic, and eating again. Happy Valentine's Day!

My two main men

Sydney, my other valentine

Rough Week

Here's the update:
Owen was supposed to have hernia surgery last Friday, but they decided to postpone because of a runny nose. On Saturday he woke up in the middle of the night having a lot of trouble breathing. After a scary phone call to Kaiser (and way too many minutes waiting on hold), we were told it was croup. Then on Tuesday after I picked him up after work, his fever was 102-- now he has pneumonia. The poor little guy has had it tough this week. Oh yeah, and he's got another tooth coming in. He seems to be getting better, and we're keeping our fingers crossed.

Pre-croup and pre-pneumonia, splish splashing in the tub