I had been meaning to post a six-month update on our Little Mister but as his half-birthday was on New Year’s Day it didn’t happen. So I thought I’d save it for his seven-month birthday a few days ago.
I can’t quite believe our happy little man is already seven months old! He’s changed such a lot in the last few weeks. Given his size – 9.5lb at birth – he was never going to stay a teeny tiny newborn for very long. Now, at more than 21lb, he seems to get stronger every day and he’s desperate to be on the move!
He’s not quite crawling yet. He certainly has the upper body strength – and we’ve already caught him reaching up pretty high while balanced on one elbow – but he hasn’t worked out what to do with his legs. Once he does, we’re in for trouble! He has already discovered the low down drawers in our living room.
His cheeky character continues to develop. He loves being on the floor, exploring, playing and trying to get his hands (and invariably mouth) on his sister’s toys. Little Miss is fairly tolerant but we are now hearing regular disgruntled shouts of “no, he’s ruining it!”. Plenty more of that to come I’m sure. He’s certainly not the most polite guest when it comes to her pretend picnics! Smash and grab pretty much sums up his style.
He’s now finding his voice much more as well and loudly objects to being removed from the scene of his more prohibited explorations. And if his sister snatches something away from him he will screw up his little face and do a full-on cry in protest. His angry face is actually very cute!
Also on the vocal side is his growl. This can be the funniest or most annoying noise depending on the time of day. He’ll growl when he’s excited or really enjoying himself. He also growls himself to sleep. And he also growls to resettle himself if he stirs in the middle of the night. While I suppose it’s preferable to inconsolable crying, it would have been nice if he could have discovered a different self-soothing technique – it’s like trying to sleep next to a baby lion sometimes. Usually his eyes aren’t even open. Mine, obviously, are though. Grrrrr!
Of course, all is forgiven when first thing in the morning he looks up at me all smiles, flapping his arms in delight. He is now starting to hold his arms up towards me to be picked up, which is so lovely.
He also now sits very well and is generally pretty steady on his own. One of my highlights from the last month has been how he is able to join in so well at the music group we go to on Mondays. He absolutely adores the parachute play and very happily sits on his own next to me and Little Miss and helps shake it (combined with trying to eat it, of course!). And his sister’s reaction to his new abilities is lovely too. She is delighted he is joining in with her.
We started weaning just after Christmas and, as you might guess for a boy his size, he’s taken very well to solid food. We’re probably more confident too this time around and he’s definitely progressed to three good meals a day much quicker than his sister did. She’s never been a bad eater but her first spoonfuls of baby rice were spat straight back out whereas he finished a small bowl on his first sitting!
It’s lovely that we are now able to sit together at the table for family meals and Little Miss likes to feed him the odd spoonful. She also loves to feed her beloved dolly in the highchair she got for Christmas. In fact, so much of her play at the moment seems to be inspired by what her baby brother is doing.
And despite the odd grumble, Little Miss is genuinely affectionate with him. She always likes to cuddle him before bed, often holds his hand and today at lunch I came back to find the pair of them at the table giggling at one another. So sweet and long may it last!