8 months

It has been an extremely challenging last month in our household with my cancer diagnosis on March 10th. We had to start the weaning process not long after the diagnosis and had our final nursing session just a few days after he turned 8 months old, on 4/11 when I had my first chemo treatment. Feeding him that morning for the final time was so emotional for me, but I know this sweet baby will be ok and so will his Mom. He’s just sprouted his first teeth (the bottom middle two are both piping through). He’s now made the transition from scooting on his bottom to fully crawling, pulling up, and manuvering along furniture. He’s the sweetest baby and by far the biggest cuddler of our three - snuggling him up brings me so much comfort and joy. 💕