Sunday 26 May 2013

Six months


Tom turned six months old last weekend. How on earth did he get to be that old? It seems only last week that we were making a rather rapid run to the hospital and saying hello to him for the first time. And yet here we are, half way to a year already!

New things this month? Sitting. He is still likely to fall forward or sideways at any moment, but can sit by himself for several minutes at a time. His favourite position is definitely standing, though. He loves being held up so he can support his weight on his legs, so his activity centre is his favourite toy at the moment as it keeps him upright and enables him to bounce up and down. And he love love loved having a go in Isadora's door bouncer when we visited her the other weekend!

Tom has also found his consonants. He burbles all day long, with lots of lip snaking, raspberry blowing and a variety of consonant sounds. It is all the precursor of talking apparently. If he is as much of a chatterbox as his sister it could be very noisy in our house in a few years time...

Six months means the start of weaning, and the associated mess. As with Marisca we are doing baby led weaning where we let Tom try to self feed from day 1.  So far toast and bagels have been very popular, fruit and vegetables less so, mainly because they are slippery so harder to hold. He is now determined to grab whatever we are holding, which led to an amusing moment at Church this morning where Tim had to hold the chalice of wine well out of his reach!

One thing Tom does not excel at is sleeping. By this age, Marisca was sleeping from 7p.m. to 6 a.m. with only one wake for a quick feed in the middle of the night. Tom is still waking several times a night, and really struggles to settle back to sleep each time. He usually ends up in bed with us, as he seems to sleep best there. While we are happy with this arrangement for the moment we are starting to think about the future... Any suggestions on moving on gently from co-sleeping will be happily listened to! For the moment we share the night time resettling as much as possible and take turns with early mornings. In the grand scheme of things we know this will be a short phase and he is still our beautiful smiling, gurgling little boy. We are enjoying all the cuddles while he still needs them!

1 comment:

  1. You know that we had no success with Fraser - but they do grow out of it. When he was 18 months and the pipe burst and water was pouring through the ceiling at 2am we had to let him cry it out and he's been okay ever since then but I've no idea if crying it out earlier might have worked, probably not at 6 months anyways (it did for Duncan at that age - he still woke up to eat but would resettle - but my two are such different characters).

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