Scott and Helen’s Wedding

When Ender approached the weight that was increasing to the back-breaking point, he got sick and for a couple of months his weight went up and down, but more or less the same.  Instead of feeling the inevitable heavy sack we had to eventually endure, we were eager to see him gain the weight and make it to 19 and 20 pounds even, which seemed never going to happen.  These days, however, Ender has been eating for weeks now.  Lots and lots of food.  He even ventured to have the cream of rice cereal that he didn’t even want to try while he was sick.  And back on carrots, apple, seaweed and dark greens, and loads of multi-grain cereal.  When I lift him up these days, I feel the weight.  And I’m happy.  Not nearly as many complaints will come from our mouths.  We love it that he is so happy and healthy these days.

He dost protest too much during evening bedtimes.  But I think maybe it was because he didn’t like wearing his turtleneck, or sleeper, or it was too warm.  If I haven’t mentioned, he is always jumping up and down bouncing on his crib when Daddy sings him a bedtime song now.  He crawls on his hands and knees very quickly and pulls himself to stand in a blink of an eye.  He has long started to pick up his feet and walk when we hold his hands.  Or even dance.  He is a hilarious guy.  I have so much joy these days playing with him.  At first I thought I might want another baby because this is fun when they get past 6 months!  But the growing up process *is* long and hard work.  I think I have enough to enjoy with just Ender.

Just learned from  Jen and Kai, a fellow Mars Hill attendee and playdate in Kirkland, that I ought to start putting in cereal protein for Ender to eat.  I need to stop saying he is picky and start trying all kinds of new foods for him to enjoy.  He is not sick anymore, and he is on the move.  He needs it.