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6 months old - yesterday...



So, six months ago I had a one day old baby!

The last six months have definitely gone a lot faster than the six months before that. What a busy, busy time it's been! Ari is well and truly into the baby stage/phase that I love! He's so interactive, LOL. I'm not into newborns at all... In fact, I'd have another baby if I could just skip right to this stage! He's sitting up - which makes both of us a lot more happy than just a month ago. Right now, he's sitting on his mat on the floor next to me, playing with his toys. Mornings are definitely the best time for him. He's generally a very content little baby up until around lunch time - happy go lucky, so to speak...

These days he's not sleeping much during the day at all. For the past few days it's all been about the power nap. 20 minutes is apparently well and truly enough for a 6 month old to keep motoring for a few more hours. I guess when you can finally sit up and play, sleep becomes a waste of precious investigation time...

He eating! Not a lot, obviously, but enough to actually call it eating. He quite likes food. Makes me a little nervous as this is the stage when my boys weights tend to level right out. The eating solids and becoming mobile stage. I guess that might be the same for most babies. At this stage Erik dropped from the 97th percentile to the 25th. Luey dropped down to the 40th percentile... Don't know about Bryn because I wasn't monitoring his weight. Ari is only on the 35th for weight as it is, so I wouldn't want him to drop a lot...

I just can't get over that in another six months time he'll be a year old! My last little baby. I'm well and truly at peace with that, btw, not having any more babies. Kind of looking forward to just enjoying Ari growing older and changing and developing without another baby to look after. In a way, it'll be really nice to not go through that thing that happens when a new baby comes along and suddenly your old "baby" becomes strangely annoying and difficult to handle. I haven't had as much of that with Bryn as I did with Erik or Luey, but it's been there, and I know it's mostly just my perception of things because I need to focus on Ari a bit more closely, but it'll be so nice NOT to go through that with Ari in regards to a new baby...

The more he grows and reveals himself the less he seems to be like any of the other boys. He's not timid like Erik was, but not feisty like Luey either. He's not quite as placid as Bryn was. He's very much his own person. He can be quite happy with his own company and doesn't really like to have people in his face a lot - makes him cranky quite quickly, AND he's very good at disengaging if he wants to be left alone, he just won't look at you. It's quite amazing to see. One minute he'll be all laughy and squealy, then he reaches his limit and looks away and no matter what you do to try and engage him, he won't look at you. Even the boys have picked up on this and know when to leave him alone.

At the same time, he is happiest when sorrounded by people talking and laughing and doing stuff. Then he goes all Buddha like and just observes everyone with a bit of a faint smile on his face. People always tell me how "good" he is when we're out, and it's true, in that when we're just hanging around at home, he gets restless unless everyone is around. He certainly doesn't seem to get overwhelmed by lots of activity (as long as it's not directed directly at him).

Sadly, I'm already starting to wonder when I might nightwean him. I know! He's just 6 months old! I probably won't do it for some time to come, but I'm not sure I'll be able to hold out until 22 or 23 months like I did with Bryn and Luey respectively... Even now, he's on continuously through the night, and my back is not what it was the last two times I did night feeding. I wake up most mornings as stiff and a board and a few times lately I've woken during the night in considerable pain. I now sleep with a pillow against my back for feeding of my left side (the low side - I sleep on the left side of the bed with Ari in the middle so feed him always lying on my left). The other boys didn't feed continously through the night until after they were one, but Ari has been doing it since about 4 months of age. I spend all night swapping from one side to the other when he's restless.

He seems to sleep more deeply after about 7am, and then I can catch a couple of hours feed-free sleep (thank god Dave is not working atm!)... So, anyway, unless something changes, I just can't see me being able to keep this up for another 18 months... Which is sad, but I have to be a bit realistic about my limits. Obviously, I expect to be feeding him a LOT throughout the day for the next four years, LOL...

He's already started reaching up when he wants to be picked up (like right now...).

Oh, and he has quite a temper on him, LOL. This boy doesn't get sad, he gets MAAAD! Several people have commented on it. When things aren't happening as or when he expects the too, his cry goes straight to "this is bullshit" - as Leah likes to put it. I think he's definitely a rainbow child, hahaha!


Comments

Amanda O. said…
Aw, happy half-birthday Ari! He's such a lovely little chappy Sif... not that you don't already know that and of course not just in the 'chubby cheeks' sense either. He's going to be one of those Interesting People To Know I think, he just has that sort of aura about him. :-)
Spiralmumma said…
Happy 6 months Ari! Agree with Amanda-he has a huge personality already, and he draws you in with those EYES. Gorgeous boy!

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