I was going to try and fill in all the blanks for the months I haven't posted here about Harvey, but laziness has overruled that.
So let's pick up with where he is currently at...
Recently he has taken to eating his cardboard books. We'reslowly taking them all away from him, even though they are his favourite toys. Whichever books he hasn't torn into pieces, he's attempted to consume. Eventually he'll stop doing it, and I tell him no every time I catch him at it, but for now the answer is to take it away.
He's also started getting really interactive with the tv shows he watches. If someone says "yay" or "hurray", he'll clap for them. Or if someone says "oops" or "oh no", he'll go "uh oh". He's also started giggling in certain places uring funny bits. And even though I really dislike Diego and Dora, he is beginning to respond to them when they encourage the audience to repeat a word. No actual word comes out usually, but there is a resemblance of the correct sound.
His hair has gotten incredibly long. To the point where I considered getting it but before the family portraits at the family Christmas. Instead we'll just try to make it look clean and tidy for the picture (which I'm pretty sure he won't enjoy the process of taking anyway).
Recently he also passed through a rather horrifyingly draining sleep disruption. Hours of wakefulness overnight, interspersed with hours of pure crying when we tried toplace him back in his crib (even thought he was asleep while crying). Thankfully, the past three or four nights have been much much better. You could almost count a couple of th enights as "slept though" for the little he was awake overnight. I think the better sleep is a result of the bottom right 12 month molar finally making it's way through his gumline.
He now has 10 teeth. 2 molars and the 8 front ones. He is heartily enjoying the ability to tear off pieces of mini bagels and mini croissants when eating. He's also, quite adamantly, a carnivore. He will almost eat us out of house and home in terms of pork or beef. Chicken is a very close thrid in there. I think pork is his ultimate favourite though. And don't stand between him and raspberries and blueberries. He gets kind of cranky if he doesn't get any (we were dry on blueberries for a while since none of the local stores carried any for weeks).
He's figured out how to get himself on and off the couch as well. This has caused us to have to move almost everything in the living room to higher ground. Our living room is pretty much the only room in teh house where he's rasonably safe to play in without much concern for choking hazards. He's fallen from teh couch only a handful of times in his entire life. And the last time it happened he managed to catch himself as he made the slow fall and was completely unhurt and giggling at the landing. Thankfully he inherited the hard head that is on my husband's side of the family.
Our 15 month check-up showed that Harvey is continuing in his "big-boy" growth. He's 30 pounds, 5 ounces. And 31 and a half inches long/tall. His head is a beautiful 49 centimeters in circumfrence. I knew he was big, I knew any child I had would be larger in stature, but my back has been telling me that I need to re-evaluate how I pick him up. A few weeks ago I managed to do something bad to my back, I either slept wrong or stretched wrong, or something. But for that Saturday and Sunday I couldn't lift him at all. Then on Monday (when Rob went back to work), it hurt every time I did. I probably should have gone to the dr's and asked for something a bit better than Robax for getting the back to heal up. But instead I grinned and beared it. Even now, a month later, my back still gives me twinges of discomfort, but not nearly anything as bad as it was. And since today is Rob's last day for 5 days (thank you christmas food drive that resutled in him getting Christmas eve off), it will help it in the healing even more.
When I mentioned in passing that picking up Harvey still hurt me after two weeks, my mother-in-law started worrying that I was having liver or kidney problems, since everyone she knew who had lingering back issues had that happen.
I have't told her it still hurts or she'd worry herself sick.
I know exactly why it still hurts sometimes, I pointed it out above. Harvey is 30 pounds. 30 pounds that I am constantly picking up and putting down over and over and over all day. A single attempt at shovelling didn't help (we got almost a foot of snow in 24 hours). And stadning for an hour at the kitchen sink every couple of days isn't helping. And the two hours I spent leabing over the kitchen table wrapping Christmas gifts didn't help. And the 6 hours a week we spend raiding Karazan in WoW is definitely not helping (I need a much better chair). So it will stop hurting me, but I need to make a few changes and just wait for it to heal and stop being re-hurt.
So nw that I've rambled a bit... I need to go put Harvey down for his morning nap.
More to come soon, most likely after the family Christmas gathering when stories are ripe.
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