Well, Charles turned seven months old a week ago today. I can honestly say that I can tell a difference--he seems like a different baby.
This week, Charles:
- learned to crawl,
- started pulling up to standing in his crib,
- dropped from three naps a day to two,
- began to babble ba ba ba...
- and has discovered he has a will of his own.
Crawling began in earnest on Monday, and each day he's progressed more and more from commando to all-fours. He's not all that adept or quick quite yet, but he's mobile. It's definitely upped my game (and made me so much more aware of how dirty my floors are--eww). He can also switch from sitting to crawling and crawling back to sitting, which has made my life a bit easier since I don't have to stop and rearrange him every few minutes.
Pulling up in his crib is adorable, but has caused a problem in the whole napping department. Before, if he woke up after I laid him down, he would fuss for a bit and go back to sleep. Now, he pulls himself up, so obviously that makes falling back to sleep a bit more complicated....
Dayime sleep in general has been rather elusive for the poor kid, and I finally realized he was dropping that third nap. He's sleeping a bit longer at night and typically only wakes up once or twice between 8:00 PM and 6:00 AM. Some days he fights taking any naps--he either won't fall asleep in the first place or will quickly awaken when put down and not fall asleep again like he used to. His room is pretty bright during the day, but that hasn't seemed to be a problem until, possibly, now.
He's also really starting to add consonants to his babbling, though no definite "mama" or "papa" yet. It mostly sounds like he's trying to say "ball," which I suppose is possible (a favorite game is rolling the ball back and forth). He's at about the point where babies start realizing sounds have some real-word counterpart (i.e., symbol and reference, to get all academic). I'm kind of geeking out about it.
Most challenging and also exciting is the fact that Charles is discovering he is himself. We've seen a few temper fits this week (he's not a fan of being taken out of his bath-time splashing). I'm beginning to tell him no and set some boundaries (no yanking on momma's nose, for example). The easy part of parenting is over, and the training--for parent and child--is just beginning.
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