9 months in, 9 months out

This hasn't been able to publish...so it's old...

Logan turned 9 months on the 18th! She has been out of my body as long as she's been in it. Except that being out goes a whole lot faster.

She's a crawling machine. She likes to pull herself up on things. She doesn't understand why she isn't allowed to climb everything.

She likes to go to sleep late and wake up for a bottle a few hours later.

She has stranger danger now, but everyone wants to meet her. She only takes 10 minutes to warm up, and then you can be best friends.

She's crazy for mom. I've never felt so loved. She was in a dad mood all weekend though.

She's going to be walking in the next couple months for sure!

She loves other kids.

I just got put into primary. Although it wore me out, Logan was in heaven. (until nap time came)

Church is just an overall nightmare with a baby. She is really good. She just wants to move and yell-talk.

Logan in the double digits

My human is 10 months old. I can barely believe it.

Her personality bursts through more and more everyday.

She's starting to stand alone. She walks along things she can hold.

She loves when we help her walk, but she doesn't really walk...she dances and prances.

When she hears the Daniel Tiger theme song or  Welcome to New York, she instantly dances.

After some mind-losing, we tried Cry It Out. It was HARD. Like breastfeeding hard. Now she sleeps like a champ.

She's a stinker when it comes to eating. She will only eat something if she doesn't need help with it.

She loves olives.

She's been really sick the past few days. It makes me cry.

I literally feel like my heart is walking around outside of my chest.

The love I feel for my human is the most amazing feeling I've ever known.

I love my friendly, goofy, dancey, naughty, independent baby!