As many of you know, back in December, when Nate was but a wee thing of two months, he had some digestive issues with the one bottle of formula he was getting. We switched him to a soy formula and never looked back. Though he actually hadn't had any formula at all since March, and that was an aberration. He would sometimes get a bit of a rash on his face after eating it, but I figured if that was the only symptom of any intolerance, no problem. Until a few weeks ago. Let's just say we had quite a bit of vomiting and it was determined that we are done with the soy. Don't worry. He was none the worse for wear.
I should say that it's possible that we had a bad batch of formula. It was a new cannister. Of course, the thought that the food I'm buying my son could make him that sick is frightening. Another reason to hold onto the nursing. But I digress...
So we've turned back to cow's milk based formula and, aside from some minor digestive troubles (nothing that prunes won't fix), he's doing well. I'm doing a mix of breastmilk and formula in each bottle and slowly increasing the amount of formula. Very slowly. The only thing I don't like about this transition is all the pumping. Have I mentioned? I hate pumping.
Aside from our adventures in digestion, Nate is doing beautifully at eight whole months old (can you believe it?). As we were just discussing young Nathaniel way back in December, you might remember that he used to be quite the butterball:
He's now really started to stretch out those limbs and slim down a bit. I can actually see his chin now. And he seems to have a single neck.
Isn't that just the cutest picture ever?
Remember back when he had ginormous feet and we bathed him next to bottles of booze?
I'm thinking it'll be a while before he gets there. Hey there, handsome.
If you recall, Nate got his first two bottom front teeth way back in April. Lest you feared that he would end up looking like James William Bottomtooth III, fear no longer. His top two front teeth are coming in oh so nicely. See?
Those sweet gummy smiles are a thing of the past. And you have no idea how hard it was to snap this picture. This kid does not like when you try to have a look at his teeth. He's quite private about them. But he's doing a nice job letting me brush them, at least.
He's also putting them to good use with the finger foods. Self feeding has been a little difficult. Nate will down rice cakes like it's nobody's business:
But he has trouble once we get into bits of fruit and vegetables. They're slippery and harder for him to pick up. It usually just frustrates him. Though today he did really well with some scrambled egg yolks.
Otherwise, he's a fantastic eater. When he's really wanting it, his hands get all spastic and he starts GRUNTING at me. It's hilarious. Check it:
You guys, this little dude is so close to crawling. Seriously. Ok, I know I've been saying that for a month now. He gets up on his hands and knees pretty well. And then he goes backwards:
Oops. Once he gets onto the hardwood, forget it. It's just slip sliding all over the place from there on out.
He'll get there eventually.
Just before bathtime.