Monday, May 9, 2011
Seven month photo shoot
Please excuse the blurriness, but this baby never. stops. moving! And, I love the first one so much, I don't even care that it's blurry! :)
Seven Months
I know everyone always says it, but I really can't believe how quickly these seven months have gone and how much you are growing and changing every single day.
Seven months, 213 days, you have been here and it seems like such a short time and such a very long time all at once. It seems like the last time I looked you were just a tiny, squishy newborn, but at the same time I can't remember what life was like before you. And that's o.k. because I wouldn't want to go back to life before you. You are such a part of me, of us, of our little family.
Seven months. You roll all over the place now and often roll yourself into some tight spaces, finding yourself trapped beneath the swing, the jumperoo, the coffee table, my chair. Shortly after you discover you're stuck, I hear your yells of frustration until I come to rescue you. You also frequently bump your head on various objects during your rolling about, never any other body parts, just your head.
You love your jumperoo, especially the little stuffed toucan that hangs from it. Your sole objective while you're in there is to grab hold of that toucan and get the feet into your mouth. You jump and jump and jump, stopping only to chew on the toucan or to stare at a passing kitty.
Speaking of kitties, you love them. You are absolutely transfixed by them, preferring to watch them over just about everything else. Graycie and Greta both try to keep their distance from you, though - they've learned that if they come too close they will probably lose a small handful of fur.
You chew on anything that your little hands can grab and are a champion drooler! We still are using multiple bibs per day, but now it's mostly for drool and not so much for spitting up. Kind of a nice change, if you ask me. :)
Seven months, 213 days, you have been here and it seems like such a short time and such a very long time all at once. It seems like the last time I looked you were just a tiny, squishy newborn, but at the same time I can't remember what life was like before you. And that's o.k. because I wouldn't want to go back to life before you. You are such a part of me, of us, of our little family.
Seven months. You roll all over the place now and often roll yourself into some tight spaces, finding yourself trapped beneath the swing, the jumperoo, the coffee table, my chair. Shortly after you discover you're stuck, I hear your yells of frustration until I come to rescue you. You also frequently bump your head on various objects during your rolling about, never any other body parts, just your head.
You love your jumperoo, especially the little stuffed toucan that hangs from it. Your sole objective while you're in there is to grab hold of that toucan and get the feet into your mouth. You jump and jump and jump, stopping only to chew on the toucan or to stare at a passing kitty.
Speaking of kitties, you love them. You are absolutely transfixed by them, preferring to watch them over just about everything else. Graycie and Greta both try to keep their distance from you, though - they've learned that if they come too close they will probably lose a small handful of fur.
You chew on anything that your little hands can grab and are a champion drooler! We still are using multiple bibs per day, but now it's mostly for drool and not so much for spitting up. Kind of a nice change, if you ask me. :)
You've also realized that Momma can put you down and walk away without you now and nothing displeases you more! You cry with such outrage that I would have the audacity to do such a thing. You've also figured out the reverse, too, though and that we can come back from being gone. Every day when Daddy gets home from work or Mommy comes in to get you after a nap, you light up with the biggest smile and are so happy to see us! You must be close to us and know what's going on at all times, but that's o.k. I like to have you close. It's never far from my mind that soon enough I will have to beg you to slow down and snuggle with me, so I will take those snuggles when I can get them.
You found your feet this month, too! You LOVE them! If you are laying on your back, the feet go in your mouth. It does make diaper changes a bit more tricky, but it is so cute, I can't complain.
We got a new stroller this month (and some nice weather, finally!) and you adore the outdoors! No matter how cranky or tired you are, you cheer up as soon as I put you in the stroller. You just look around quietly the whole time we're walking, enjoying the views and the fresh air.
You still don't sleep so great. You have a shower, nurse, and go to sleep easily in your bed around 8:00. You usually wake up and nurse again about 10:00, then wake up again about 12:00 for a bottle, then around 3:00 you come in bed with us and nurse again. I love the snuggles and waking up to smiley baby every morning, but I wouldn't complain if that smiley baby woke up 1 or 2 times less per night. :)
You have been practicing sitting up, but still have an unfortunate habit of suddenly arching your back and throwing yourself backward or you just slowly lean to one side and end up on your tummy. You are so close to figuring it out, though. Soon enough.
You are getting more liberal with your smiles with Momma and Daddy, but are still pretty stingy with your laughs. Changing your diaper, flying you above our heads, or blowing raspberries on your tummy or neck are usually pretty good bets for getting a giggle, but not a guarantee. It's next to impossible to capture you smiling or laughing though, because as soon as the light on the camera flashes, you are intrigued by it and the smile vanishes. Sometimes I get lucky though:
We love you so, so much, Sweetie Boy. Happy seven months!
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