It’s amazing to think that in two days time you’re going to be 7 months old. I know I seem to say this a lot but time is galloping along, as is your development. The saying babies learn more in their first year than in their entire lives becomes scarily evident when you’re a parent. Every day seems to bring something new, it’s an absolute delight to watch you grow and develop new skills/likes/dislikes yet you mourn the tiny baby too.
We’ve been going to lots of baby groups this fortnight and coffee ‘meet ups’ which has been lovely.
The 15th saw your Daddy celebrating his very first, and much longed for, Fathers Day. We spoilt him… with pants and socks. Though we did take him for lunch too for which you behaved impeccably.
The weather has been truly beautiful. This has meant lots of (very) early morning walks along the canal, beach time, swimming in an effort to keep you cool.
All good, bar teeth cutting.
After the drama of your first tooth coming through on the 6th, blow me if your second one didn’t come through the next day. Another squawk and cry and there it was. I never knew they came through so quickly, from nothing! By the time of publishing this blog they are about 2mm above your gum line. I don’t know why, but I didn’t know they grew so quickly.
Food: You swallowed your first morsal of food on the 8th after a piece of mango broke off and I think you were a little surprised by it hence the swallow.
On the 10th, however, you purposely and successfully devoured 2 Organix Carrot Sticks and as much as I would have preferred your first food to have been homemade rather than out of a packet I’m pleased you’ve actually swallowed something now.
On the 14th you drank your first water and kept going back for more, we’re still not sure whether you liked it what with all the grimacing but you swallowed it all none the less.
Pushchair: You had your first trip out in your pushchair on the 12th up to stay and play seeing as there was no risk of rain, you looked so proud. This also meant you could get a proper look at the ducks on the canal for the first time on the 14th, you weren’t overly bothered bless you. the carrycot has now officially been retired.
Cot: The 15th saw you spend your first night in the cot. You still need time to get used to it bless you… I’m not ashamed to say a shed a tear thinking that it’ll be a blink of an eye before we’re buying you a double bed! .
Beach: On the 17th you had your first play on the beach. Considering we live two minutes from the beach this sounds ludicrous. You have been on the beach before now but in your pram. However the weather has been such that you’ve never got onto it, either it’s been raining or too hot so with the advent of our early morning strolls coupled with the most glorious weather meant I could sit you on the beach without fear of you getting heat stroke or burning yet still being warm enough. To say you were mesmerised by the sand and the feel of it is an understatement
Swimming: On the 19th I took you swimming for the first time at Sandymouth Holiday Park. I really wanted to take you sooner than this but you can blame your flake of a mother with all her hang ups for that. We went with Amanda, Mila, Lauren, Corey, Dani, Adam and Blake. You loved it and immediately started frog kicking. It helped that the pool was so lovely and warm. I wasn’t brave enough to dunk you though, that’ll have to wait until we go to a supervised session. Getting us both dressed was interesting to say the least, I was glad of back up.
Your humour is coming through now. You have taken to instigating peek-a-boo by throwing your cwtchy on your face then peeping over the top with a wry smile followed by a gorgeous giggle. You continue to study everything around you with such depth
Muscle Development & Co-ordination
Movement: You are all over the place now. This week, when you wake in the night I’m placing bets on what position you’re going to be in. We’ve had you with your head at the bottom of the cot, lying on your front with your bum in the air, face down, sideways and trying to climb the sides. You’re getting so frustrated on your tummy because no matter how much you flap your arms and legs around you’re not moving, and that’s infuriating you. I’m hoping crawling isn’t too far away, you certainly get a gold star for sheer effort you just need to learn to pick your head off the floor when you attempt it.
Sitting: A lot more confident and stable now and you rarely topple over except when you over stretch, you are yet to master righting yourself in time.
Standing: You’re still insisting on standing at every given opportunity.
Coordination: your hand eye coordination is amazing now. I swear BLW has enhanced this ability. Your pincer grip is coming on nicely too and I don’t think it’ll be long until that’s mastered
Speech: you’re experimenting with more sounds now though no more formed sounds have been discovered. Today, in fact, you quite clearly uttered da, ma and ba. Let’s hope Mama comes soon, we want to beat Dada don’t we 😉😜
You love putting things in and taking things out of your little box and will sit there for ages doing so.
You happily and readily bang blocks together and hit different things to hear the different tones. You’re now instigating Peek-A-Boo yourself and absolutely love us playing with you, be it covering your own face with your cwtchy or muslin then unveiling yourself or us hiding round a corner and suddenly coming back into view, wither way you find it utterly hilarious. Bubbles are fascinating you these days and you watch in awe as they float around especially when they get caught up in the ceiling fan draught.
As I mentioned above, you are a right little fidget at night now. You’ve taken to turning in your sleep, either onto your front or onto your side pressed up against the side of the nest which we thought you might out grow thus using it for another couple of months but it simply isn’t safe now you’re so mobile. Since moving you into your cot we have been met with the same issues as when you were introduced to the bednest. Settling you in it is hardwork, as soon as we lie you down you wake yourself up again. Bedtimes take over an hour and settling you at night is taking the same which is alien territory, you have always settled quickly at your night feeds. I have to admit, in the interest of my sleep, I’ve given up and you’ve come into bed with us at 2am, though on the 19th this didn’t happen til 5 and this is pretty much your wake up time anyway.
Weight: 18Ib 1/2oz
You’re now a tiny bit off the 50th centile so you’ve left the 9th well and truly behind, this is reaffirmed my belief that food before one is just for fun. I can now rest in the knowledge that I don’t need to purée anything simply to ‘get it in you’ you’re still thriving on milk and can take food at your own pace. You’re still in 3-6 mo clothing although due to the hot weather I’ve had to pull your 6-9 mo rompers out. They swamp you a little but then that can only help with air flow in this heat.
We’re experimenting with lots of foods. You’ve even had a homemade Quorn shepherd’s pie yet the first thing you properly ate was out of a packet… Not what I had in mind but if it gives you some confidence in swallowing something other than milk I’m happy. Atleast they’re natural and healthy snacks. On the 14th you ate 1/2 a petit filous, you loved it, this was bound to happen considering the amount of yogurt I devoured when pregnant with you.the 15th saw you devour an entire petit filous (minus casualties), two strips of pear and half a strawberry. Yogurt does appear to be your go to favourite… Just like your mummy, apparently it was the only thing I ate (from my mum’s finger) for months. It’s a messy experience but you love it.