Mr. Tooth

Much like everything else with a new baby you never know what will happen on a given day. Sasha had been drooling like mad and chewing on everything including his little hands as often as he can. I just wrote this off as baby stuff knowing he was in the oral phase.

To my surprise about a week and a half ago I discovered that Sasha got his first tooth. I took him for a walk in the stroller and when I went to pick him up, there was no longer that delicious toothless grin. There was however the most adorable one tooth grin I ever saw. My little baby at the time was not even five months old and had his first tooth. I must have looked at it and touched it a dozen times before Sasha decided to put Mommy off limits from his mouth. 

There was something about this tooth that really set me back. I was filled with joy and emotions difficult to describe. This tooth seems like something so special and monumental that it made think that when he starts walking and talking I can't imagine the way I will feel.

This past weekend I discovered tooth number two poking it's way through. I have read that teething can cause a baby to be fussy or have fever or have trouble sleeping, well not our little guy. He's been a champ and never even fussed which was why I was so surprised he had a tooth not to mention number two on the way.

I only see that darling tooth when he smiles, it's so adorable and adds to Sasha's undeniable charm. It was very tricky to get photos of said tooth, but I (and Ari) finally did. See for yourself. 

There it is, bottom right. 

If you look real close you can see it...

What Goes Up Must Come Down

I knew the day would arrive, when exactly it would arrive I wasn't quite sure. The day I speak of, is the day that Mommy becomes a well a ball girl to some extent. My sweet baby has learned that what goes up must go come down. I'm referring to toys of course. Sasha throws it down and somehow the toy gets put back up to its original spot. Just to see how it happened, well, Sasha tries it again. And low and behold, Mommy, aka, the ball girl, picks it right back up. 

I was envisioning this little game to happen once Sasha starting sitting up unassisted and started playing with blocks. I pictured my little guy building a tower and then knocking it down over and over again and I would hunt for the pieces. What I didn't expect was for this fun little game to happen now. But then again every day is a surprise. 

That's the best part about having a little baby is you get to see the day through their eyes. Every time Sasha wakes up or gets carried to a new room he scans the area as if it's the first time he's seeing it. I wish I could be more like him and be more in the present.  Right now we are both learning from each other. Sasha learned that if he throws the toys on the floor they will miraculously end back up on his tray and I learned that that I love my job as his mom/ball girl.

Mommy puts toy on tray...

 

 

 

Sasha grabs toy....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sasha proceeds to drop toy...

Sasha wonders how toy got on floor....

Sitting Up?

As you've read in previous posts I keep Sasha on a tough baby regime, not really tough, there's plenty of kisses and hugs in there. But now it's getting tricky since he's moving all around. Somehow he is able to do 180 degree turns by using his upper body strength, his tush and he knees. We chuckle every time we look in his crib and he's in a new position. How did he get there? All we can think is we will need to start the dreaded child proofing of our apartment sooner rather than later. 

In addition to moving all around on the floor we've been practicing sitting up.  Sasha loves sitting up on the coach, his special chair and anywhere I hold him. He loves this new perspective of the world. The past couple of weeks I've been helping him sit up on his own showing him how to balance on his arms. Of course he always topples over immediately, except for this one day he stayed up. Well he stayed up long enough for me to take some photos. I was screaming "he's doing it, he's doing it!" and Ari came running in the living room not wanting to miss a new development. And there was Sasha balancing on his very strong adorable baby arms.

He's so proud of his new skill....

The Swinger

It didn't occur me that Sasha could go on the bucket swing at the playground until my friend who has a baby 3 weeks older said she took her son on the swing. So of course living across from the biggest playground in the park, what did I do? You guessed it. The next day, I took Sasha to the playground and put him in the bucket swing. 

And the next day, I took Ari and Sasha to the bucket swing. As you can imagine we were the very proud parents of our four and half month old baby in the swing. He was the best swinger, there were no babies who could swing so fierce. Truth be told, he sort of sat there and smiled at me and Ari took photos and video.


As we walked Sasha around the playground, showing him all the stuff we couldn't believe that by this time next year he too will be running around the playground and we'll be chasing him with our cameras. 

This seems like fun...

Smiling at Mommy

Maybe this is not so fun

Get me the hell off of this swing!