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six months
This past Tuesday the prince was six months old. Holy crap.
He likes or does not mind me, his father, snuggling, milk, bath time, standing up on our legs and looking around, nomming his feet, rolling over (front to back over both shoulders; back to front over his left shoulder), practicing crawling, and eating from a spoon: bananas, applesauce, carrots, prunes, peas. (The carrots he tolerates; the rest he seems to like. Today, pears.) He dislikes wet diapers, dirty diapers, being cold, being tired, being hungry, being lonely when he wakes up in the middle of the night, and naptime at home.
It is an ongoing struggle. He seems to nap fine at day care Tuesdays and Thursdays and at Grandma's Wednesdays and Fridays. I am home with him Saturdays, Sunday afternoons, and Mondays, and his dad is by himself with him Sunday mornings, and between us we have about 20% success getting him to nap in the crib. That's his dad on very occasional Sundays. I have no luck ever. If I want him to nap--and I do--I need to put him in the car seat and go somewhere or better yet in the baby bjorn or the sling. He is in the sling right now in fact. (Reaching around him to type is only slightly awkward.) I suppose I just have to have faith that he will get there? Or this will persist until he no longer needs a daily nap. (He's in a transition phase between three naps and two naps now.)
Mind you he's had a cold for about three weeks--one in his nose for two weeks and one in his chest for the past week--so the fact that he is wanting snuggles is not so surprising. I should be glad he's sleeping at night, which he mostly is. Most nights he goes to bed fine and either wakes up once around 1am (so I go in and feed him) or I wake up around 2 and go feed him whether he's woken up or not. His doctor doesn't want us to leave him longer than about eight hours between feedings, which we will be querying at his 6mo appointment next Friday, because there have certainly been times--not a lot, but not none--where I think he'd have slept through the night if I hadn't got him up to feed him, but once I picked him up and fed him it took an hour or more to get him back to sleep, and I have a hard time believing four ounces of milk are worth that much sleep disruption. But we mainly (so far) do as we're told, so I keep doing it even when I'm really scared to. (Last night I woke up at 3:15, got up and fed him, put him back down, and went back to bed, and he didn't make a single peep. But other times it winds up where he's fed and changed and won't settle back to sleep no matter how we try to soothe him and the only solution is to leave him to cry it out, which is normally about 20 minutes of screaming that I think all three of us could live without if I just hadn't picked him up in the first place.)
He continues to practice hugs and kisses, also. I don't know if it's because they read a book about hugs and kisses at day care or because he has twigged that I always give him kisses, but now if I hold him facing me he will lean in and wrap his little arms around my neck and press his open mouth against my cheekbone or my jaw and say "mwah." He's not as kissy with his dad, though whether that's because his dad is a little less kissy with him or because his dad wears a beard or some combination of these I do not know. I definitely get slobberface baby kisses all the time now, though, and it is awesome.
He likes or does not mind me, his father, snuggling, milk, bath time, standing up on our legs and looking around, nomming his feet, rolling over (front to back over both shoulders; back to front over his left shoulder), practicing crawling, and eating from a spoon: bananas, applesauce, carrots, prunes, peas. (The carrots he tolerates; the rest he seems to like. Today, pears.) He dislikes wet diapers, dirty diapers, being cold, being tired, being hungry, being lonely when he wakes up in the middle of the night, and naptime at home.
It is an ongoing struggle. He seems to nap fine at day care Tuesdays and Thursdays and at Grandma's Wednesdays and Fridays. I am home with him Saturdays, Sunday afternoons, and Mondays, and his dad is by himself with him Sunday mornings, and between us we have about 20% success getting him to nap in the crib. That's his dad on very occasional Sundays. I have no luck ever. If I want him to nap--and I do--I need to put him in the car seat and go somewhere or better yet in the baby bjorn or the sling. He is in the sling right now in fact. (Reaching around him to type is only slightly awkward.) I suppose I just have to have faith that he will get there? Or this will persist until he no longer needs a daily nap. (He's in a transition phase between three naps and two naps now.)
Mind you he's had a cold for about three weeks--one in his nose for two weeks and one in his chest for the past week--so the fact that he is wanting snuggles is not so surprising. I should be glad he's sleeping at night, which he mostly is. Most nights he goes to bed fine and either wakes up once around 1am (so I go in and feed him) or I wake up around 2 and go feed him whether he's woken up or not. His doctor doesn't want us to leave him longer than about eight hours between feedings, which we will be querying at his 6mo appointment next Friday, because there have certainly been times--not a lot, but not none--where I think he'd have slept through the night if I hadn't got him up to feed him, but once I picked him up and fed him it took an hour or more to get him back to sleep, and I have a hard time believing four ounces of milk are worth that much sleep disruption. But we mainly (so far) do as we're told, so I keep doing it even when I'm really scared to. (Last night I woke up at 3:15, got up and fed him, put him back down, and went back to bed, and he didn't make a single peep. But other times it winds up where he's fed and changed and won't settle back to sleep no matter how we try to soothe him and the only solution is to leave him to cry it out, which is normally about 20 minutes of screaming that I think all three of us could live without if I just hadn't picked him up in the first place.)
He continues to practice hugs and kisses, also. I don't know if it's because they read a book about hugs and kisses at day care or because he has twigged that I always give him kisses, but now if I hold him facing me he will lean in and wrap his little arms around my neck and press his open mouth against my cheekbone or my jaw and say "mwah." He's not as kissy with his dad, though whether that's because his dad is a little less kissy with him or because his dad wears a beard or some combination of these I do not know. I definitely get slobberface baby kisses all the time now, though, and it is awesome.
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