Baby Y just hit seven months! I’m excited to see what the next month has in store for us, and he seems pretty psyched, too:
I’m not going to lie, though. Month 6 was a bit of a slog, and it totally blindsided me.
A topic on the boards not too long ago asked what age made your baby fever even worse. And I used to say, without hesitation, “Six months!” After all, baby is still small enough to give you maximum love and minimal attitude, but big enough to grin and roll around and sit and play. They’re less fragile and just all around chubby and fabulous.
And no doubt, Baby Y is chubby and fabulous. But it has also been the month of …
Crap weather. Winter means we aren’t getting out a whole lot, and that has made things so. much. harder. A day sans outings with a baby who likes to be on the go can make for some loooooong days. Sometimes I swear we look at each other and simultaneously think, “You again?”
Crap sleep. Naps, while still inconsistent, have gradually gotten better, but night sleep has gotten worse. Soothing him back to sleep without nursing has become impossible, which means I am the only one getting up. And I’m tired.
Growth spurt. I’m sure the increased midnight snacking is mostly related to this. Baby Y is suddenly very tall and very heavy. If I wasn’t before, I am now acutely aware that it won’t be long before I have a toddler instead of a baby. I’m so not ready for that.
Teething. My easygoing baby turned into a crankerpants this month. We got through it the best we could with teethers and occasional Tylenol. But then he decided to start chewing on me during feedings. PAIN PAIN PAIN PAIN PAIN. Breastfeeding, normally a relaxing break for both of us, became a minefield as I hovered over him while he ate, ready to break his latch at any sign of biting. Not fun. Fortunately, it was a short-lived phase, and we’re back to normal on that front … for now.
Milestones. Solids are going well, and he’s sitting great and has been for a long while, but this kid wants to crawl so badly. He gets up on all fours. He does the downward-facing dog. He pumps his legs. He lunges forward. He just hasn’t quite figured out that he needs to move his arms at the same time. Then he face plants, and repeats until he’s thoroughly pissed. I hope he gets this soon. He’ll be much happier, and so will I!
Smelly poop. I used to think it was weird when people said baby poop doesn’t smell when the baby is on breastmilk only – it certainly did! But now that Baby Y has started solids, I realize that they mean it doesn’t smell in comparison to solids poop. Because … uuuuuugh. I swear something crawled into his diaper and died.
A sobering realization. On top of all that, I’ve had a bit of a revelation about motherhood – that is, as soon as I feel like I’m “good at it,” the whole game changes on me. It’s something I never really thought about before I had a baby, but now it’s a reality I struggle with every day, and it’s frustrating.
So, Month 6 was a doozie. What surprises will Month 7 bring? Stay tuned …
Hellobee Series: Baby Yoyo’s Monthly Updates part 1 of 81. Month 6 in review by Mrs. Yoyo
2. Month 7 in Review by Mrs. Yoyo
3. Month 8 in Review by Mrs. Yoyo
4. Months 9 and 10 in review by Mrs. Yoyo
5. Baby Y is One! by Mrs. Yoyo
6. 14 month update by Mrs. Yoyo
7. 16 month update by Mrs. Yoyo
8. 18-month update by Mrs. Yoyo