3.01.2014

SIX MONTHS.

Man oh man oh man.  I can hardly believe I’m sitting here writing about my SIX MONTH OLD baby.  How how how did that even happen?

And I know, I’ll be saying the same thing in twenty years.  Ugh.  I think my heart might break if I think about that too long.


This month has been all over the place for sleep.  Joseph got his first cold at the beginning of February which was a very, very sad time :(  I felt so bad for him, and with multiple wakings-up in the night and minimal napping during the day, we were all exhausted.   I rarely get sick, but I had a sinus infection and a stomach bug this month, I think mostly because of being worn out.  This whole frickin winter has felt like a bit of a cave.

By the time baby was feeling better, he had unfortunately developed the habit of continuing to wake up 4-5 times in the night, pretty much on the clock at the same times.  It got to the point where we just couldn’t do it anymore and decided to sleep train him (something we’ve never had to do thus far).  I’ve never felt it’s harmful to let a baby cry, but neither would I feel comfortable letting my child scream for prolonged periods of time.  We adopted a “middle of the road” approach in that we would allow him to cry it out, but only for short 5 minute intervals with cuddles and comfort in between.  My mom warned me it could take up to a week to train him out of one wakeful episode, so I was geared up for another month of this.

It took 3 nights.

Classic Joe.  It wasn’t even that bad.  I don’t think he cried for longer than about 15 minutes total on any given night.

Bedtime is routinely around 8 p.m., and he’s awake between 7:30-8:00 a.m. in the morning.


Joseph is taking solids 3 times a day!  A couple weeks ago we started into a routine of three “meals” a day and three “snacks”.  Breakfast is 8 a.m., lunch is around noon and dinner is around 5:30-6.   A “meal” currently consists of about 4-5 tablespoons of starter cereal followed by nursing.  I’m nursing him in between each meal as well, so it really hasn’t been any less than usual, although I don’t think it’s going to be long before one of those feeds is dropped.  I’ve just introduced sweet potato, which he likes, and we’ve done a bit of water in a sippy cup as well.  Kid is on the gain train and it’s moving fast.  The outfit he’s wearing today literally was too big one week ago. 

He’s becoming quite the chatterbox and says “baba” “dada” and “mama” - although I don’t think he’s quite connected that any of those sounds really means anything ;)  Josh and I are competing to see if he consciously says “mommy” or “daddy” first!  ha.  But considering how much Netflix I watched when he was sick, he may just come up with ‘Doctor’ first...

I feel obliged to warn you that this video might just kill you with cuteness.

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He rolled over for the first time yesterday, with a hilarious amount of effort.  He also propels himself around the floor on his back by kicking and flailing, and left to his own devices could travel across our whole living room that way.  

He is the drool king and I imagine this coming month will see some teethies popping through in that gummy little mouth.  

He’s very interested in storybooks and we read to him every day.

He’s all smiles and cuddles and giggles and chats.  Sometimes we literally don’t know what to do with ourselves, he’s that cute.

From the momma end of things, the biggest challenge for me this winter has been the difficulty in getting out of the house.  I ache for spring and getting out for long walks with the baby.  The temperatures have still been too low and the sidewalks too icy for me to even take him around town in the stroller.  Normally by this time of year the weather would have alleviated a bit, but it’s still pretty full-on.  I’m so sick of it.  I keep reminding myself that by this time next month, the story will (hopefully) be quite different.  This last little stretch of winter has been brutal!

In the meantime, I’m also reminding myself of what a privilege it is just to be enjoying life with my husband and son.  Every day is a gift, every day is a day you don’t get to re-live.  

Happy half a year, baby boy.  




1 comment:

  1. Sweet baby, Joe!! He's so gorgeous!! I hope the weather warms up soon so you can get out more... Having Oct & Dec babies, I know how the winter can drag on when you're stuck inside most of the time!!

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