Happy 7 months, Squishy!
My littlest guy turned 7 months old (ahem--two weeks ago), y'all! Isn't he just the most precious thing ever?
He's doing a great job of sitting up independently these days. Have I mentioned how I'm in no rush whatsoever to hurry up and meet developmental milestones? I'm pretty sure that makes me win at parenting.
He's finally over a bout of yuck where he had a terrible cough and gross nose situation happening. He was super moody and difficult, which obviously is SO not like him. I'm happy to report he's back to his casual, laid-back, mischievous baby self!
He's been sleeping 12+ hours at night and taking a few measly 20- or 30-minute naps during the day. Every once in a while, he surprises us with an hour or more, but that is super not his norm.
While he is usually happy and content (assuming full belly, clean diaper, and well-rested), he does eventually tire of mommy taking his picture over and over and over and over...
Today he was lucky that Big Sis was there to save him from his torturously evil, camera-wielding mother. He sure loves his LO!
He's continuing to try lots of different baby foods... and like *none* of them. I don't know what's up with this kid! He's all about some banana-flavored Gerber Puffs, but actual bananas? Eeeew, apparently. We've got some work to do on the food front, but I'm handing it waaaay differently than I did with the older 3. We're working on some baby-led weaning and offering food from our plates rather than solely focusing on baby purees. It's been a slow process, but the kid still nurses like a champ so I'm not worried. I mean, have you seen the rolls on this kid?? #love
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