Our sweet little punkin's half birthday came and went almost two weeks ago. Still in denial that Jonah is halfway to one already. Sigh. But whether I like it or not, he sure is acting like a six month old lately.
He went from a newborn to a baby just. like. that. He is learning all kinds of new tricks and trying all kinds of new things these days. And he couldn't be happier about {most of} it.
One day he needed a lot of support to sit upright....
....and then the next, he could sit all by himself. Such a big boy!
He went having no clue that he had toes....
....to thinking they are the best things EVER.
I used to know that I could always find him where I left him....
....and now he is a roly poly little thing who loves to move about and roll all around (especially in his crib!) He is even trying to pull his legs under him and will scooch around. Slow down, Little One!
He went from needing one or more nighttime nursing sessions....
....to sleeping through the night a couple of times. (As of today...i'm probably jinxing it....he has slept through the night 4 nights in a row!!! My babies have always been horrible sleepers and don't usually sleep through the night until closer to...or beyond...a year. I'm feeling spoiled!) And he is a champion napper too. He takes a 2-3 hour nap, twice a day. If the second one is cut short, he will take another catnap right before dinner. So nice!
He proved me wrong and did not get any teeth this month...
...and that's ok. We love his gummy smile!
He decided that he wanted to eat about a week before he turned 6 months. He was swatting at all of my food, trying to get it to his mouth. He got some bread one day and licked a package or two. I caved and mushed up a banana one Saturday afternoon....
...he loved it. I gave him more bananas here and there until he was officially six months. His second food was avocados. And I really wanted him to like them....
.....but he didn't. Bummer. He also tried some cantaloupe through the mesh and loved that!
Jonah continues to be a happy baby who loves to play and interact with others. He squeals and talks at his brothers while they play. He thinks Eli and Jude are hilarious and that they hung the moon.
He makes all kinds of noise and is quite the chatterbox these days. Seriously a happy and playful fella....
....except from about 5:30 until bedtime. He wants to be held constantly, and by Mama only. Makes it interesting to get dinner on the table each night, but we manage.
The little guy is officially our smallest baby. He gained only 7 ounces in the past 2 months and was in the 20th percentile for weight (16lbs 5ozs) and a little lower than that on the growth curve (25.5 in.)....
....but I still hear from strangers about what a big baby he is. Hmmmm??? I guess it is that 75th percentile head of his. Haha! All 3 boys got their Daddy's head! (just for fun: Jude was 17lbs 7ozs and Eli was 19lbs 7ozs at their six month appointments.)
This kid is so precious and so sweet. I can't stop smiling at him and telling him how simply adorable and perfect he is. Almost (almost) makes me want more.
I guess after a few babies, I'm finally starting to gain some insight and perspective on the baby phase. With Eli....my first, I spent my days trying to hurry him along to each milestone; celebrating each one. I was so excited that to push him on to what was next. And with baby #3, I can't help finding myself trying to slow him down. I didn't want to even begin to think about feeding Jonah. I realized I hadn't even tried to see if he could sit up on his own. I feel like, subconsciously...and maybe a little consciously too, I am trying to slow this stage down. I don't want the next milestone to come because it means that my {probably} last baby is growing up and leaving the newborn stage, and later, the baby stage behind. I don't like it. Must. cherish. the. days. Heck, I wanna cherish the seconds.
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