Mah bebe is a giant. He is sooo strong and cute and rolly. This baby has brought so much joy to our family. The girls LOVE him. He loves the girls. He understands the word "sister" and smiles when he hears it. He kicks his legs and tries to hard to chase after them, and in the car seat, he laughs and laughs at their silliness.
He is trying to become a jack of all trades, but is a master of none. He's not sitting on his own (he can prop himself on his arms, but won't go from lying to sitting on his own), but he's trying to crawl. He gets up on his hands and knees and rocks back and forth, then throws himself on his belly and doesn't understand why it gets him nowhere. On his hands and knees, he can hold himself up on one arm, or two arms and one leg, but hasn't mastered crawling. I think he's just so eager to go that he is impatient. Right now he's on the living room floor, on his belly, fighthing with his binky clip. It's so cute!
Today was his 6-month checkup at the doctor. His assigned PCM is kind of an idiot. At what should have been his 2-month checkup that ended up being his 4-month (my fault), she didn't even touch him. I think she felt his soft spot and touched his cheek when she looked in his ear. She didn't ask what he ate, how he slept, or what his developmental milestones were. She made a snide comment about his diapers and blamed them for his rash. That's it. Even made a note in his chart so that next time I was there trying to get his rash cleared up, THAT doctor asked me if I used diapers or "towels." Ugh. ANYWAY. Today she asked what he ate, listened to his guts, and actually did an exam. I asked her for a referral to dermatology, so we can try and get to the bottom of this rash. She asked if it COULD be his diapers, and I told her no. I can't find a pattern of what makes it worse or better. I'm at my wit's end. So we got the referral, which is good. She asked what foods he ate and I told her we were still exclusively breastfeeding. She told me that waiting too long to introduce solids would cause an "oral aversion" to them. For one thing, I didn't realize six months and 4 days was "waiting too long" and for another, how many adults do you know who don't eat solid foods? DUH. Blah. Anyway, he doesn't have any teeth, and breastmilk is enough for him. I'm not going to feed him that cereal anyhow, when we do start. My opnion is that as long as breastmilk keeps him full, that's all he needs. I'm sure we'll start a few experimental feeding sessions sometime in the next few weeks, though. Just to see how it goes. I tried to feed him a fingertip full of mashed banana a few weeks ago and he choked on it! lol. So we'll see how that goes. Overall, it wasn't a terrible visit. Much better than last time, anyway. I wish she wouldn't tell me stupid shit like I'm a first-time mom. Aaron said he had to bite his tongue. She was telling us, "Sometimes you have to offer a food 4,5,6, times before they'll accept it." Which is common knowledge, and Aaron wanted to say, "Oh, you mean like we did with the other two?" haha. This ain't our first rodeo, lady. I didn't just find this baby on the side of the road. I'm well prepared to take good care of him. I'm not some 14-year-old mom, you know?
Anyway, he is 18 lbs and 6 oz now, and with a head circumference of 17 1/2 inches. He's in the 75th percentile for height, weight, and head circumference. Growin' growin' boy!! The time is going SO fast. I feel like he was just born a few days ago and now he's slipping away. I want him to slooooowowwwwwwww dooooooowwwwwwnnnnnnn.
