Good times this month Quinnster. I know every month we seem to do the same old song and dance here, but honestly, it gets better and better as the months roll on.
All-in-all, you are still the same fascinating, funny, alert baby you have always been. You get bored easily if there is not a lot going on and you are amazed and intrigued when you are surrounded by people and a ton of action. People comment all the time on how alert you are and how old you seem for your age even though you are so small - such an old soul in a teeny-tiny package.
And, of course, people love to comment on how cute you are. Who can argue with that?
The big change this month is your ability to sit up, most of the time, unassisted. We still have to keep and eye on you to make sure you don’t topple over, but for he most part, you are able to sit there for a pretty long period of time without anything propping you up.
You’re not really trying to crawl yet. The ped told us to put you on your stomach and place a toy just out of reach so you will try to crawl for it. But every time I do this, you immediately just roll over to your back or just lay your head down and look like you are about to take a nap. I’m assuming your get your smarts from your daddy and your laziness from me. Either way, at least you don’t scream like a banshee anymore while you’re on your tummy. Wooohooo! It only took 7 months!
You’re eating well these days and love everything we have given you with the exception of green beans. You also have taken well to the formula we have been supplementing you with, so that’s been a relief.
Other things you’re into right now:
Daycare. You LOVE daycare and they love you. They always comment how they “need a room full of Quinny-minis.”
This is wonderful news. Except seriously, try to act a little more excited to see us when we pick you up. I’m just waiting for the day you start bawling when we try to take you home. Lord only knows what these people think we do to you.
All your toys. Since you have been able to sit up, you have really been getting into your toys a lot more. You love to play with your soft rings and little, wooden blocks, which I stack up into a tower and you knock over like Godzilla.
Your favorite though is a small, cheap plastic rattle that came in a baby gift basket we got. I almost threw it away thinking you would never play with it. I was wrong. Your little fingers grasp the tiny handle perfectly and you love to shake it around like a lunatic while daddy and I sing you a little song we made up that goes:
“You gotta shake it
You gotta shake it
You gotta shake it, shake it
You gotta shake it..”
Yes, we are a regular Lennon and McCartney.
Speaking of singing, you LOVE it when I sing Old McDonald, or “Old McQuinny” as I have cleverly rewritten for you. No matter what the problem is or how mad you are, if I start to sing this stupid song, you immediately simmer down. The other day, I had to sing it at the top of my lungs the entire time I was in the shower to keep you calm while I got ready for work. And for some reason, this is the only song that does the trick. It gets hard to think of different animals after about 15 minutes, but luckily, you haven’t figured out yet that I repeat “cow “ and “duck” like 10 times.
Actually, you are starting to like “Ba Ba Blacksheep” this week, too.
Grabbing my nose while nursing. It’s weird, I know. It was cute at first, now it’s just starting to hurt.
The new thing this month that you suddenly hate: the sound of the vacuum and the food processor. How can something that calmed you so much as a newborn, now, completely scare the life out of you? If I’m trying to blend something for you to eat, you instantly go into utter panic mode. And now we also need to make sure you are in a different room if we are vacuuming. Funny how things like that suddenly change.
That’s pretty much it. You are super laid-back these days and just a joy to be around. I never knew having a baby could be such fun. I have to admit, the first month or two I was still a little worried. But, it really amazes me how it just keeps getting better as time goes on.
Watching you grow into a functioning, sweet, loving, happy, little human being is really one of the best things I have ever witnessed.
Happy 7 months, Bubsy-girl.