Holy cannoli my little man is six months old. Where has the time gone? The six months before the adoptin dragged on forever…these past six months have practically given me whiplash!!
First, an update of sorts, on my last post. It’s not my church friends/small group who have let me down. They have been nothing short of wonderful – every last one of them. It’s the women I worked with side by side for seven years and supported through all of their children that left me feeling abandoned. So…there.
We went to the doc today. Little Man is 28 3/4″ tall, he weighs 17 lbs 13.8 ounces and his head is 17 1/2″ around (97th, 57th and 71st percentiles, respectively). The doc is pleased with him in every way – he is healthy, he is on track and he is meeting all of the marks that he should (short of sleeping through the night).
Speaking of sleeping…the doc recommended we let him cry it out. I have wanted to do this, but my hubby has a much more tender heart than I and can’t stand to hear Little Man cry so pitifully. It also doesn’t help that his room and our share a wall and there is no door. You can literally lay in our bed and throw things into his nursery…there’s no hallway or anything. His crib is just to the right as you walk through the door (which you have to do to get to the only bathroom) so we hear e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. We don’t have the luxury of closing the door and turning off the monitor. SO…pray for us for the next few nights. Especially since LM & I leave on Thursday for our family reunion in Kentucky. I’m not sure we’ll get him sleep trained in the next two nights.
Anyway…doc said to lay him down and let him cry. She said he may even cry for up to two hours, but that there is no such thing as crying too hard or too long. But, she said, the second night he’ll cry for less than half of whatever he does the first night and within 5-7 nights he should be sleeping 10-12 hours straight. I can’t imagine what my life will be like if he’s actually sleeping that long. Plus, she said that once he’s got that down, he should be napping 2-3 hours twice a day. I think I hear angels singing…..
He doesn’t need to be eating during the night; he eats plenty during the day. He’s crying (according to doc) because he knows we’ll come in there and get him. Oops. Apparently this is our fault 🙂
So….we’ll see how that plays out!!
Back to being six months old! Well, he’s eating rice cereal, oatmeal, peas, squash, green beans (sort of – he really doesn’t like them), pears and as of this morning bananas. The pears and bananas aren’t cooked. I did puree the pears, but the banana I squished with a fork. But we got the “all clear” today to start table foods. Basically little bits of whatever we’re eating, smashed up or cut into tiny bits, plus things like puffs, cheerios, crackers, etc. I’m still only supposed to introduce a new food about every 3 days, but we’re really even off the purees and onto stage 2. I still think I’ll run some foods through the processor – at least to chop them up a bit so they aren’t a choking hazard. But I’m excited to start yogurt and puffs and fun things like that!!
Little Man is also on the move! He started army crawling last week, but yesterday he really got into it. He’s now chasing the dogs and the cat, and nothing is safe. If he sees something he wants, he is after it in a flash. It is the cutest little crawl ever, of course, but, boy does it keep me on my toes. We’ve been clearing off shelves (and replacing those items with his toys) and cleaning stuff at quite the pace, but it doesn’t seem like we can keep up with him at all.
He can also sit up on his own. Well, we have to sit him up, but then he stays there for almost a minute before tipping over! He’s eating breakfast and dinner, and the doc said to start lunch whenever we want. He doesn’t consistently eat breakfast, and probably won’t consistently eat lunch, either, but doc said that’s okay. He sort of holds his own bottle, but I don’t promote that behavior 🙂
He doesn’t fit across my lap anymore, meaning I can’t really cradle him like a baby…I have to sit him on my lap & he straddles me and lays his head on my chest while we rock. I have to admit I love it, but I’m certainly sad to see the other way go.
I cannot believe how much he has grown in half a year. I’m excited to see what the next six months has to offer, but I’m sort of saddened that my baby is growing up…