My baby boy turned 6 months this week!
He still thinks sitting is dumb and is not quite crawling. If allowed to, he would stand all day.
He got TWO teeth, which is two more than he needs in my opinion. His overall mood has improved greatly since they finally cut through though. We’re done with that now, right?
He had his first taste of “solids” (otherwise known as fairly liquid food that just happens to not be breastmilk) yesterday. He was initially curious though suspicious of our motives. We debuted with sweet potatoes. Some made it into his mouth. Some made it all over his face and hands and diaper and chair. We believe a small amount made it into his tummy. Curiosity quickly transitioned to sorrow, anger, and all-out crying. We’ve tried several more times and I believe he and Kenny finally had a positive experience this afternoon.
He’s become a bit more attached to Kenny and I and a bit wearier of outsiders. He’s generally happy to grin at people across the room while in our arms, but hand him over and he often makes them feel like they smell bad or something. We did test him in that area quite a bit though this month. He’s seen all of his grandparents and even made it to the West coast.
I, on the other hand, am beginning to feel increasingly like I am losing my mind. My memory is virtually non-existent. I don’t know if it’s the weird sleep or the constant changing focus of my attention. At work, I basically get up every two hours to pump. At home, I drop whatever I’m doing when he cries. Maybe pregnancy was just preparing me for this phase. The other day I stopped a coworker and asked her where she had gotten her shoes because they are exactly what I need for my friend Molly’s wedding. Apparently I had stopped her on a previous occasion and we had discussed my borrowing them. I had no memory of this. Oh well. Who needs clarity anyway? Especially when you have a little monkey like this.