Our bunk-doodling, splendiferous, wondercrump, whoopsey-splunkers, phiz-whizzing, whipple-scrumptious ickle grunion is seven-months old now and is going through a bit of a transformation. In the last week he’s started rolling from his tummy to his back and is starting to experiment with moving his body. There is much back arching, half rolling, leg lifting and arm waving in evidence as he starts to figure out what these limbs of his can do. He’s starting to grasp nicely, is enjoying tummy time a bit more and has even achieving a bit of lateral movement through wriggling. We watch the process with relief and delight.
Our Aidy-bug is clocking in at seven kilograms. He outgrew the Moses basket about three weeks ago and is now sleeping in the big cot. There are still no teeth, which brings us to three solid months of unnecessary teething gel use! He’s enjoying solid food, but we’ve been introducing these very gradually as his digestive system has been struggling a bit. He gets really cross if the next spoonful takes to long to appear, or horror of horrors, his portion is finished! The reflux is still bothering him a bit but I’ve stopped the medication he was on for it, and it’s manageable without it so we’re grateful for that. He’s also really bonded with Colin in the last few months and lights up whenever he sees him.
On Saturday night he had his first sleep over at Colin’s mom while we were at a wedding. Col and I enjoyed our 20 child-free hours immensely, the seven hours of uninterrupted sleep being my favorite bit! Laura, Menno and Leigh-Anne in turn survived their 20 hours of babysitting, even if everyone concerned was exhausted by the end of it.