But no, I'm not going to inflict a video of my personal rendition upon you.
I'm just popping on between diaper changes to gush a little, and vent a little, and wowzers, have I really almost made it through seven whole months of parent-hood?
My favorite thing about JJ's recent developments has GOT to be his newfound ability to entertain himself in the cosleeper for half an hour in the mornings. This affords me the unbelievable luxury of waking up slowly, rather than being yanked into consciousness by the shrieking banshee child.
There's also introductions to the puppy-dog, which are going AWESOMELY well. John was a bit worried about how Lady (our Malamute) would respond to JJ, so he's been very cautious now that we have her back with us. She is, I am happy to report, being a wonderfully behaved goggie around teh babbeh. (Yes, I'm speaking lolcat/babytalk, sue me.) She has shared Mommy-lap with JJ and given him his first doggie face-washing. The look on his face, y'all, was priceless. One of those "I need 24/7 video coverage of my entire house and yard" moments.
Despite teething issues, JJ is continuing to sleep decently most nights, thank God. It's interesting, I can tell how comfy (or not) he is by how many times he wakes up at night to nurse. Once = comfy baby. Twice = iffy, might be teeth, might be just wanting to snuggle. 3x or more = Not. A. Happy. Camper.
Kiddo is getting HEAVY... haven't popped him on the scale lately, but I've had to let the waist on his diapers out another notch. Kid's getting him a little belly.
The other day I ran across some pictures of me at this age, and now I can see how he looks like me. It's nice, because mostly I think he looks like John. Oh, he definitely got the red hair, but it's already as dark as mine, so I don't really hold out hope for it STAYING red as he gets older. Dark dark brown with red highlights, though... that's gonna be some niiiice hair.
Oh, dear. I'm gonna have to watch out for the little girls with this one, aren't I? *facepalm*
The progress toward crawling is a little scary in its pace, the little bugger is desperate to be mobile by any means fair or foul. There's a lot of army-style belly-crawling, lots of wiggles and scoots, and rocking on his hands and knees, but he also pulls up to his feet if he's got parental fingers to hold onto. Still thinking he might (mostly) skip the crawling stage and go straight to cruising.
He's fascinated with the handset phones, he figured out how to make it go "beep!" and hasn't allowed me a peaceful call since. The little green light that says my computer is charged is also a source of obsession, and he's constantly trying to get his little hands on the cord.
So, I'm actually really glad that this post sat unfinished overnight, because this morning JJ wiggled his way over to Mommy, just so he could lay his head on my shoulder and snuggle. *melt*
Oh yeah, and one more thing... this right here:
This is my favorite time of day.