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I just got all teary-eyed thinking how my little boy is growing up. He's officially crawling, eek! Minus the shrieking he just discovered he can do, he is a delightful baby!
I do a few signs for him when I remember (milk, all done, potty, diaper change, more, dog, walk, water, swim. . .)
He isn't copying anything yet, except "dog" that one time. I'm in no hurry. For the most part, I feel like we communicate pretty well. It's blissfully simple right now. Hungry, tired, wet/dirty or about to be. I can fix all of that and I'm a hero! Bored is creeping into the mix, and I'm doing ok with that one mostly. Eating out with him is becoming a challenge since he hates being still. That he's starting to eat solids helps because the food becomes entertainment. At lunch today he had some flounder, peas, orzo, and a hunk of sourdough bread. The bread was great because he could hold it himself. And here I wasn't going to offer him any grains til later, oh well.
Anyway, back to communication, we haven't gotten to "I want that thing over there but I can't tell you what" and we haven't gotten to "no!" or "mine!" or "I don't want to go to sleep!" Ok, well, a little bit on that last one. but he's too young to expect him to have any consideration for his tired parents.
So I'm enjoying this time. Sitting up was really the milestone I was waiting for that I knew would make things much easier (and it has!) because now I can set him down without feeling like a jerk. Who lays their baby on his back on the bathroom floor while they pee? And he can get himself into whatever position he wants to be in, so I'm not sitting here wondering if he's hungry, tired, or just uncomfortable where he is.
I love that he is still so easily distractible. You can't have my phone because, oops, it doesn't exist anymore, i.e., now it's in my back pocket. The thing I dangle in front of him is the thing he reaches for. I love it. I will remember 6.5 months as being pretty great. And he is so smiley! It makes me feel loved.
I do a few signs for him when I remember (milk, all done, potty, diaper change, more, dog, walk, water, swim. . .)
He isn't copying anything yet, except "dog" that one time. I'm in no hurry. For the most part, I feel like we communicate pretty well. It's blissfully simple right now. Hungry, tired, wet/dirty or about to be. I can fix all of that and I'm a hero! Bored is creeping into the mix, and I'm doing ok with that one mostly. Eating out with him is becoming a challenge since he hates being still. That he's starting to eat solids helps because the food becomes entertainment. At lunch today he had some flounder, peas, orzo, and a hunk of sourdough bread. The bread was great because he could hold it himself. And here I wasn't going to offer him any grains til later, oh well.
Anyway, back to communication, we haven't gotten to "I want that thing over there but I can't tell you what" and we haven't gotten to "no!" or "mine!" or "I don't want to go to sleep!" Ok, well, a little bit on that last one. but he's too young to expect him to have any consideration for his tired parents.
So I'm enjoying this time. Sitting up was really the milestone I was waiting for that I knew would make things much easier (and it has!) because now I can set him down without feeling like a jerk. Who lays their baby on his back on the bathroom floor while they pee? And he can get himself into whatever position he wants to be in, so I'm not sitting here wondering if he's hungry, tired, or just uncomfortable where he is.
I love that he is still so easily distractible. You can't have my phone because, oops, it doesn't exist anymore, i.e., now it's in my back pocket. The thing I dangle in front of him is the thing he reaches for. I love it. I will remember 6.5 months as being pretty great. And he is so smiley! It makes me feel loved.