It is hard to believe that nine months is already here. I feel so blessed to have been given the opportunity to be the mother of this amazing soul.
Nikson has been a total delight to raise and everyday is better. It is amazing how his little personality is actually not quite so little.
He has things he likes, things that make him laugh, and ways of getting things accomplished.
He thinks crawling is for the worms and decided that rolling to get around is his mode of transportation. Most of the time I find him under my bed or wedge up against something that is too big to move.
He has five teeth, all of which came right at seven months and have not quit yet. Number six is slowly making it's descent.
He loves being outside, whether it's early in the morning or late at night. It's almost like he just wants some fresh air.
He could lay under our tress and stare at the sky forever.
He taught himself how to give high fives, wave hello and goodbye, says "Mama" all day long. Sometimes he will humor Blake with an occasional "DaDa".
I think he knows Blake wants him to do it, so he holds off.
Blake will kindly remind him that "Dada" was his first words and then politely ask him to say it and Nikson will give him a coy smile and then burrow into my shoulder.
It's actually quite darling.
Sometimes when I watch my baby sleep or playing by himself I feel really overwhelmed.
I think to myself, "Why would God entrust us with such a noble soul?"
It really makes me think about how I live my life and how I respond to situations.
Raising a baby is not easy and I have definitely had my moments, but raising Nikson is the ultimate pleasure. There is nothing quite like knowing your child loves you more than anything.
Some people think babies are too little to know anything, but they would be wrong.
This little man knows his parents and how to make them happy.
I love it.