So, here I am writing the 7 month post two weeks late. Technically JoJo (Joseph, Joe, Little Joe – we’ve yet to figure out what we’re going to call him) is 7 months and 2 weeks as of the date of this post, but I’m going to assume that Joseph at 7 months and 2 weeks is the same Joseph at exactly 7 months.
Here’s my little man for his photo session (which was taken right around 7 months).
Looks like he’s whispering sweet nothings into the owl’s ear.
Now that Joe is becoming more mobile, I can definitely see into my future, and it’s going to be a hectic place. He’s very strong and wild, and every little boy trait that I see in crazy little boys I’m now starting to see in my own little boy. I didn’t have to baby proof much with Anna. I have a feeling that I’ll have to bubble wrap my house once this little man is totally mobile.
Despite his wildness, he’s still the sweetest baby I’ve ever been around. He smiles and laughs and has no fear of strangers or new places. He’s a charmer for sure.
He rarely fusses or cries, and when he does fuss, it’s usually because he’s tired or hungry. Even then he quiets very quickly when I pick him up or give him what he needs. Rarely have we had a total melt-down where a little TLC didn’t fix him.
I started my new job this past month and was a bit worried about if I’d continue nursing. I’ve made it work thus far and am happy to say that I’m still going strong in this department. I just have to pump once daily at work, and I nurse Joe the rest of the time when I’m with him. Since I don’t quite make enough milk, he’s supplemented with formula while he’s at daycare. He does great with the transition. My new goal is to make it to 9 months. And then 1 year. I’m not going to put any pressure on myself at this point because I’ve made it a lot longer than I ever thought I would. He’s healthy, happy, and thriving regardless, so I’m content.
He loves the following solids:
Turkey and carrots (YUCK)
He doesn’t like:
Well, we’ve finally transitioned him once and for all into the Pack-N-Play. The Rock-N-Play is not a safe sleeper once the infant can sit up and move. Even strapped in, the baby can easily wriggle his/her way out and fall out of the sleeper. If I were to have another child (God no), no way would I use this again. It’s too hard to transition the baby out of the sleeper into something flat – at least it was in our case.
So, a few nights of sleeplessness, and here we are with a baby who finally sleeps flat on his back. However, I’d be lying if I said he sleeps through the night. If anything, he still sleeps like a new born, and I have to admit that I’m exhausted. Even in the Rock-N-Play, he was still up every 4 hours. Now he’ll go to sleep early (around 7:30/8) and wake up at midnight. Then again at 3 a.m. and every hour after until I wake up for the day. It’s pretty miserable. I honestly have no idea how I’m still functioning on such little sleep, but I guess I’ve adapted. I just fear he’ll never sleep all the way through the night.
I eventually want to transfer him to his nursery crib, but it’s on the other side of the house, and no way am I trekking across my house every hour in the night just to pop his paci back into his mouth.
Joe is progressing so quickly! He can sit up on his own for a while, but I’m still not 100% comfortable leaving him since he does still topple over.
While he’s not quite crawling, he’s definitely kind of pin-wheeling his way around a room. He’s able to turn himself 360 degrees and roll around to get to where he needs to go. Last night Anna and I were playing with him in his room, and he lifted his butt up a few times in an effort to scoot himself. He’s almost there.
His two bottom teeth are almost fully in, and he’s getting a top tooth which makes him look a little like a vampire. I guess it’s the incisor tooth? The pointy one.
Well, as expected, starting J at a new school invited a new round of germs into our house. Both Anna and J have a nasty cough that makes our house sound like a TB ward at night.
We took Joe to the pedi, and she put him on antibiotics because she said he was in the beginning stages of an ear infection. Two rounds of antibiotics later, and he still has the infection. He also has a nasty cough and a runny nose. No fever, though.
He’s wearing 9 – 12 months clothes and size 3 diapers. Size 2 shoes. He’s super long and has out grown most of his pants.
We took the kids to a pumpkin patch this past month, and it was a total cluster. My sister brought her two kids, so trying to corral four kids was nearly impossible. We spent the majority of the time trying to tame Anna and my nephew Jackson, and the rest of the time trying to appease two crying infants who were hungry and tired. Never again. Until next year has erased all of these bad memories and we stupidly bring them all there again.
Anna is still very much mom #2 to Joe. She loves taking care of him and is even strong enough now to pick him up for a few seconds.