Emery - 7 Months

This past month has been a bit uncomfortable for this little guy.  He's teething (what baby isn't at this age) and I'm pretty sure he got roseola.  He had a fever for a couple days and then got a rash on his face, back and tummy.  I didn't take him to the doctor because his fever never got too high (100.8 was highest I saw) but that 99.8 temp wiped him out.  All he wanted was to be held or to sleep (mostly to be held).  Poor little guy!,  

Gone is the hop crawl, he is now full on crawling.  He's not the fastest but gains speed everyday.  He's so little, he looks like a ball when he crawls.  The cutest thing is when Eloise and Emery crawl together.  She'll crawl ahead of him, look back and call "come on Endy".  He laughs and crawls as fast as he can to catch up to her.

He now has two bottom teeth.  I expect to see more any day now.  He is CRANKY, constantly rolling his tongue, drooling, and chewing on anything he can fit in his mouth.  For a few weeks there he would bite nearly every time he'd nurse.  It got to the point I would cringe when he'd latch on for fear of feeling those little teeth bite down.  He was such a sad boy when I'd tell him no after a bite.  It's gotten much better - lets hope that phase is over.

He is such a momma's boy!  I cannot pass within his view without him wanting me to hold him.  It makes for super unproductive days.  If I don't pick him up he crawls after me, whining the whole way.  He's reminding me of his early days.  Lots of crying/whining.  Growing pains? 

He is pulling up on everything.  He falls down a lot but that hasn't stopped him from trying to cruse.  The other night he pulled up on the laundry basket, scooted over a bit and completely let go of it and grabbed his daddy.  He's such a fast learner!  

We've heard a few new sounds from mister man this month.  Ma and da have been muttered a few times.  I know he doesn't associated either with mom or dad but it's still exciting to hear.

His favorite time of day is defiantly bath time.  He practically dives into the tub.  He is all over the tub too.  Pulling up, crawling from one end to the other.  It seems like he has made it his mission to touch everything in the bath.  He has flipped a few times, he cries a little then carries on with his toy in mouth mission.  

The car seat has lost it's magic with this guy.  He hates being in it unless he's being moved.  He rarely falls asleep in it anymore unless he's already tired.

Eloise likes to hang out under blanks so naturally Emery finds himself under them too.  He loves it.  He wiggles, giggles, kicks and flaps his arms till he's out from under them, then he wants to do it all again.

He loves to knock down towers.  I stack his blocks or cups and he crawls as fast as he can to knock them down.  Sometimes I can't build it up as high as I planned because he's already knocking it down.

He is sleeping better most nights.  He hasn't slept through the night but he usually wakes only 2 to 3 times a night.  He has to nurse every time too but he goes right back to sleep.  He does not like to sleep in our bed anymore.  I'll bring him in to nurse and when he's done he tosses and turns till I put him in his bed.  I'm not complaining.  It's a relief he prefers his bed over ours.

Emery still loves food.  He gets 2 to 3 meals a day.  He hasn't refused anything yet.  He did make a sour face and gag a bit on peas but he kept eating it.  I started giving him cheerios this month.  He's so cute chomping away on them.  He has an awesome pincher grasp too.  He just needs to figured out how to let go once he gets them in his mouth. 

One of my favorite things he's been doing lately is touching my face when I hold him.  I like to think I'm extra special but he does it to anyone who holds him.  He puts his little hands on your cheeks,  puts his head to yours and smiles a sweet shy smile.  I just melt.

Even though my cranky baby has returned I try to take a breath and enjoy him more.  When he's so sad all he usually wants is to just sit cuddled with me and watch tv.  There's nothing better than a cuddle with my little guy.  It's the small things that make life special.