7 Months Old
Ok, it’s really 7.5 now. I had the best of intentions and actually took photos on the right day, but finding the time to pull together this post has been harder. I’ve also been terrible about filling in his baby book the last couple months, so I’ll have to use this post as a record and fill in the book later (thus it will be more comprehensive than you might care about).
Cooper is an incredibly happy baby, and his personality has really been shining through this past month. He giggles and “talks” all the time, which is mostly a series of grunts and screeching baby raptor style. Morning and naptime wake-ups are a breeze - he will entertain himself in his crib for at least 10 minutes, babbling away and gnawing on his lovie. The only change for the worse in his personality is that he’s beginning to show signs of separation anxiety. Cooper is most definitely a Mama’s Boy and cries when he can’t see me or when I hand him off to someone else. It can be extremely frustrating. But the huge smile on his face as soon as he’s back in my arms? Ugh, I melt. The smile is often followed by one of his huge, open mouth kisses and then shyly snuggling his face into my neck. It’s pretty much the best thing ever.
He’s a big boy - 18 lbs now and into 9-12mo clothes. Thank goodness for summer since all his pants were floods. Apparently, he not only has his father’s face but also his build and appetite. Cooper nurses first thing in the morning, and then has 5 bottles over the course of the day, as well as 3 full meals of solid food (purees). He’s still getting up once around 3AM to eat, and we are putting a stop to this in the next couple weeks; Coop will not be happy. He’s otherwise a great sleeper, getting in 11 hours at night and 2 naps during the day that total 3-3.5 hours.
Peek-a-boo and finger songs are his favorite games, and music class and chilling in the swings at the park are definitely his favorite activities. While at home, a huge chunk of time is spent army-crawling everywhere (he’s pretty fast now and can get across a room in the time I’m in the bathroom). I have a feeling we’re only days away from a real crawl.
Cooper cut first tooth on the day he hit 7 months, which is the same day we moved him into the convertible car seat and also gave him his first lovie for sleeping - two weeks later, he’s hooked!
I’m amazed at how quickly he’s growing and fall more in love with this little boy every single day.
how is it?!?!?!
Well, it’s quite refreshing!
Sweet but not cloying. More lemon than berry, so slightly tart. A good “guilty pleasure” drink on a hot day if you still want something beer-like but not in the malt liquor camp. I simply can’t get on board with any of those Bud Light-Lemon-Lime-Rita-Whateverthefuck things they’re peddling these days. Never had one, no interest. I have to believe this is better. It’s not the kind of beer you’re going to want to put down a whole sixer of, but one or two? Perfect.
I’ve just talked myself into a second. Thanks Em.
Spent the last hour on the phone with customer service reps from
Banana Republic (you never sent my new card, old one is expired, and I need to buy THINGS)
Nordstrom (where’s my Nordy Notes, yo?! I’ll cancel this card in .02 seconds if you don’t send that shit, stat.)
Blue Cross Blue Shield (apparently my child is only allowed to see the Dr for free when he’s well. Which obviously makes complete sense.)
Needless to say, I’m done with people for today. And tomorrow.
Today in I Hate People.
Also Filed Under: Shit That Does Not Surprise Me
With Will at school on Friday, I spent all of Cooper’s nap time whipping up and freezing various combinations of baby food. This kid can EAT, so we’ve been burning through purees like crazy. I finally feel caught up, but I have a feeling I’ll be back at it by next weekend. Andrew and I enjoyed some Baked Chicken and Spinach Flautas for dinner on Friday night (sub some spinach for kale, use fresh garlic, and make an avocado cream for dipping with some Greek yogurt/avocado/lime/s&p - you’re welcome). Knocked off a bottle of Skinnygirl Grapefruit Margaritas with the flautas and over an episode of House of Cards. Yes, a bottle. For me.
Saturday was for a brutal physical therapy session, several errands, doing boring adult things around the house, and generally being pushed to the brink by my children. Ugh. They were both in rare form on Saturday (as in we had to pull Will from soccer 10 minutes into class, no one napped, and we had to leave church halfway through Mass), so we put them to bed early and opened up a bottle of one of my favorite wines, Jessup Cellars 2009 Table for Four. Mouthwatering. Get you some.
The boys let me sleep in on Sunday, and I lounged in bed until 8AM. Ahem, this IS sleeping in when your toddler rises with the sun and the infant is typically awakened by said toddler’s morning screeching. Somehow, Andrew kept them quiet enough for me to catch some extra Zs. Praise Jesus. We had a leisurely morning while Coop [finally] took a long nap, hit the zoo in the afternoon, and had an early dinner at Scoozi. On Sundays, kids eat free, and from 4:30 - 6:30PM they have a station set up where kids can make their own pizzas while supervised by restaurant staff. Fantastic! A restaurant that’s not overrun by unruly children, where I can get a decent glass of wine, a great Brussels sprouts salad, and you’ll entertain my child for 5 glorious minutes? For free? SOLD. Will loved making his pizza, as evidenced by the hugs he was giving to Scoozi staff during and after the process. Also, profiteroles. Droooooooool.
The weekend came to a wonderful close with bedtime cuddles from the littles, Mad Men, and setting up my new Keurig for Monday morning.