Well the little man is 10 months and looking less like a baby every day. Time goes by so quickly.
Progress wise, well there hasn't been any. He still cries a lot, he doesn't sleep much, he prefers lying down to sitting up, won't crawl, no interest in taking his own weight on his feet and he cries a lot (or did I already say that?)
He feeds well, I usually give him the same as us know just mashed up a bit, and he loves bread and toast, vegetables, fruit, fish, chicken. I've not found anything he doesn't really like. He's not greedy though, definitely baby portions, and not too frequent. He's cut right down on his milk too, so maybe he'll start thinning out a bit, or perhaps he will if he ever decides to move anywhere.
He goes to sleep well in his cot, but always wakes around 2am and then wants to get up at 5am. I'd have to go to bed at 8pm if I wanted a decent night's sleep.
If I take him out in his pushchair he's always laughing and smiling, everyone comments on what a lovely happy baby he is. If only they knew. He's even started to cry as we approach the house now because he knows he's almost home.
He'll grow out of it one day!
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