Mexican Domestic Goddess

Eight Months

Jacqui Skemp2 Comments
Late again, but that's my modus operandi. Iggy has now been in the womb and out of the womb an equal amount of time. Good for you, bud. This month Iggy traveled to California for the second time in his life. He's a fancy traveling baby.

Iggy's biggest accomplishment this month: sitting. It makes this momma happy. I can set him down with his bin of toys, and he takes them all out and turns the bin over and plays it like a drum. Drums are serious business. 

He enjoys a mean bowl of applesauce, and is warming up to avocados. I was worried because he was making the most disgusted faces, but he seemed more interested the last time he had some.

Iggy still loves our version of peak-a-boo, which involves waving a blanket over his head. Easiest game ever.

We've had some sleeping challenges this month, which are probably more typical of an infant, but strange for us. We had been spoiled with a baby who slept about 8-10 hours straight through the night, but lately that has not been the case. Have you seen these bags under my eyes?

Things got pretty intense the other night, and lets just say someone slept in his stroller. 

I guess someone thought that was pretty funny.