Well then. Six fast-paced months have flown by and my baby isn’t really a baby.
Sad face.
Baby boy:
You still wear 6-9month clothes.
You are SO happy.
Except when I want you to sleep. Then you are SO unhappy. You may be the worst sleeper to-date, as much as I don’t want to admit it. I keep saying it’s “just a phase,” but at this point it so clearly isn’t. That’s okay, though. We’ll get there someday.
You crawl very well and you’ve learned how to pull up on things. Time is zooming by now. I can’t take my eye off you for even a moment anymore.
Sissy still calls you Lolly, and truthfully I’ve now found myself calling you that, too. I don’t mean to! Hopefully I can break that before you become an age that being called Lolly is threatening to your manhood. ;)
Unfortunately you’ve been sick quite a bit over the last month. You had croup followed by…croup? I’m not really sure if you have croup right now, but you have a terrible, barking cough again. It breaks my heart. We’ve already had to use the nebulizer multiple times. Hopefully you’ll outgrow this. If not, I’m sorry because it’s my fault (mama is asthmatic).
You’ve settled into our family so well. You have brought such a spark of life and fun and happiness. I literally thank God every day for you. We hadn’t envisioned having a large family, but we would have it no other way now that we do. God knew what we needed when he blessed us with you. I am stupidly in love with you; sometimes it takes my breath away.
This love is evidenced in that I made a slideshow to celebrate six months of you. I’m redonkulous, I know.
You weigh about 15.5 pounds. Your weight loss has slowed down a lot. You’re a skinny little boy…and we’re just SHOCKED <sarcasm> but you sure are long! I’m holding onto hope that you might be the one to break the short trend and take after my brother and Grandad who are both over six feet.
You’re still in 6-9 month clothes.
You mastered rolling and have moved on to other things, namely CRAWLING. Just stop it. Stop it now. I can’t call you a newborn. I’m in denial.
You’re incredibly interested in social interaction. It’s mostly all you want to do. Though you still are a content little thing, so if we need to get things done you’ll give us at least 15 minutes in the exersaucer before you start complaining.
You are SO SMILEY. I just adore you, my happy little dude.
This month has brought on an interest in toys. A real, true interest, not just batting at them. It’s so fun to watch you come into your own; to become a little person.
You suck at sleep. A lot. But we won’t hold it against you. :)
Yikes, does time fly! I love this boy so stinkin’ much it hurts.
Baby boy, at four months:
You weigh almost 15 pounds. A pound a month seems to be the norm for you. I still have yet to find out your height percentile, but I’m guessing it’s much higher than your siblings were. You’re in 9 month sleepers now and 6 or 9 month onesies.
You roll all the heck over the place. You’re starting to crawl. Like, for real. CRAWL. Nuts. Last month I said something about how you would be our latest mover and shaker and you set out to prove me wrong. You went from completely content to lay on the ground to moving all over the place any second I put you down. Awesome and equally exhausting. :)
Your eczema waxes and wanes. Some days it’s good, some days it’s awful. Who knows.
You are super duper interested in people, not at all interested in toys/play mats/exersaucers/bouncers, etc. You want to be interacting with someone at all times!
You’re still a happy kiddo. We feel so blessed! You just aren’t a crier.
As for sleeping…meh. You could do more of it. ;) You actually slept from 7:00 until 2:00 a few nights ago on the first night we put you in the room with your sister and brother. Our new little routine is going down with them at 7:00 and then coming to bed with us after your first waking which is anywhere from 11:00 to 2:00. I honestly don’t even know how many times you wake up once you come to bed with us. Which is nice.
We all adore you! Your sister considers it her mission to be your second mama and Ben is almost as enamored. He’s always looking after you.
I think the picture probably speaks for itself that this month brought on some pretty bad eczema on little dude’s face. Things are shaping up to be so similar to what we experienced with Ben that it hurts my heart a little to know what the next few years are likely going to hold. The light at the end of the tunnel is that Ben has grown out of most of his issues.
Baby boy:
At three months, you have really trimmed down (you were a chunky little thing when you were born) but you’re so tall that you’re outgrowing clothes left and right! You’re now just a hair shy of 14 pounds, so you’re following a trend of about a pound a month in weight gain. Mama’s cool with that.
You have become so interactive this past month. You’re always smiling and cooing at us. It’s been so fun watching your personality really take shape.
Your current favorite things are your elephant wubbanub, a ridiculous invention that is oddly can’t-live-without, and that little toy you see above that hangs from your carseat/playmat/bouncy chair/wherever you happen to be for the most part.
You’re starting to really figure out how to hold your neck up well, you seem to like the Bumbo…for a few minutes at least…and you’re migrating from hating tummy time to thinking it might be sort of cool sometimes. You roll on occasion, but are perfectly happy to lay still and watch the world around you, something your early mover and shaker brother and sister never really enjoyed. I predict you will be our later walker. There is no way you’ll be walking in 6 months like they were! But MAN are you talkative!
You’ve gotten to be quite the finnicky sleeper lately, and I’m afraid I may be to blame. I’ve never been a fan of the swaddle blanket because I was always so scared of creating a dependency, but this time around I found the Woombie and that thing is amazing! So I went with it. I swaddled you. I created your dependency. And now I can’t break you of it. Sorry, baby boy! Hopefully you’ll break this on your own over time. You’re super sensitive to noise, so needless to say you don’t get a lot of sleep in this house during the day. We are quite the noisy folks! Your bedtime routine needs to be executed to an exact science or you go all KAPOW(!) on us.
This week has brought on a much more temperamental baby than we’re used to. Not sure yet if you’re getting teeth (you’re gnawing quite aggressively on anything in your vicinity and drooling like a maniac), annoyed by the cold we all have passed around or have just reached a different stage.
One of my favorite things is watching you watch your siblings. You can already see the wonder and love you have for them! You just stare at them in awe, and if one should happen to come up and give you a kiss or make a funny face, you beam and sparkle from ear to ear. It’s just the best!
We adore you, sweet baby! You’re growing so fast and we just want to freeze time right where it is.
Whoa, two months. SOB. Babies grow too quickly. Why does pregnancy drag on for an eternity and the newborn stage is gone in the blink of an eye?!
The last month has been amazing. I’m so grateful for the gift that God has given our family. Though his first month was a little rocky and my anxiety over another colicky baby was sky high, all his gassy issues passed quickly. Makes mama happy. :)
Baby boy:
You are 13 lbs. Wowsers! We’ve never had a baby grow like this. I’m so happy you are such a good eater.
You lovelovelove your car seat still.
You love nursing.
You love your brother and sister. You smile and smile when they’re looking at you.
You smile all the time in general. You’re such a happy baby!
You cry when you’re hungry, tired, gassy or need your diaper changed. Other than that, you’re chill. But man, do you not like a dirty diaper!
You’re a pretty awesome sleeper. Though you still wake once or twice, you eat and go right back to sleep.
You don’t nap too well during the day, but I’m pretty sure it’s because your brother and sister are the loudest human beings on earth. You simply have to be swaddled. I’m a little nervous about that.
You seem to love your wubbanub, but other pacifiers you can take or leave.
You’ve been kicking your feet a ton, you roll over the second we put you on your tummy most times and you’re getting pretty good at holding your head up, though not for too long. You even sort-of crawled this past month. ;)
