I know you can't believe it's been 8 months

Yes, baby Doodle is eight months old today. I love that he was born on the first. It’s so orderly.
We have begun a very nice sleeping routine with baby Doodle. He goes to sleep a little after 8:00 at night and stays asleep until 3:00am when he wakes up to eat. I feed him and put him back in his crib (not the cosleeper anymore) where he sleeps until 7:00am. He eats again and plays while I run on the trampoline, eat breakfast and take a shower. Then around 9:00am he takes a nap in the guest room. I lie down with him and feed him and cuddle him to sleep. He naps for anywhere from an hour to two and a half hours. Then he’s up and refreshed and we begin our day.

I know this new routine won’t last because they never do, but I’m enjoying it now. I love how reliable he is now. When he was a newborn he was very unpredictable. I never knew when he’d fall asleep or for how long. He constantly wanted to eat or be held or be burped. I love how he’s matured into this big eight-month old. But I am sad that his first birthday is lurking around the corner. I don’t want a toddler, I want my baby to stay a baby forever. I know I’ll feel differently when BD is actually a toddler, but I’m enjoying his baby months so much that I don’t want him to get any older.

Yesterday he went without nursing for eight hours! I fed him at 8:00pm and he went another seven hours without eating while he slept. I started to worry that my milk production would slow down. I don’t know if it has, but he’s eaten twice already this morning and seems to have gotten some milk.

In case you were wondering he still doesn’t crawl. I’m starting to get used to the idea. I know my friends and family are tired of hearing me say “he’s not crawling yet.” I’ll try to calm down about that. He still has time. And it’s okay if he never crawls.