Can you believe that Calvin is 7 months old?! I sure can’t. I feel like time is flying yet these are the hardest and longest days of parenting. I was talking to my friends Christin and Paige the other day about how hard the first year is and how I sometimes feel that I am drowning. They, being the wise women (and parents of two) who have gone before me assured me that yes, I am drowning, but this too shall pass.
And they are totally right. I see it in glimpses here and there. A really great day or a fun outing with both boys where I didn’t want to run away saying, what kids?! Someone needs to do something about that!
We even made it through our first double-illness and if that didn’t kill me, then I guess I am stronger than I thought. Or at least God is as strong as He says He is. Yeah. I think I’ll go with that one.
At 7 months old, Calvin is a pure joy. He does a great job with sleep. He goes to bed around 7pm and sleeps til 7am with one pretty typical waking around 4:30am. Sometimes he eats and sometimes he just wants his paci. Either way, i will take it! If I can manage not to stay up til midnight, this means I can actually get a good night’s sleep. Win!
His real checkup isn’t until the end of the month but when he was sick, he weighed in at a nice clean 20lbs. My little turkey! He’s much chunkier than Oscar was at this age and is already wearing larger sizes. I didn’t think it was possible, but it looks like I will be raising not one, but two giants. I just have to remind myself when I am buying cereal bars for the 4th time in 2 weeks that one day, my babies will tower over me and take care of their mama. I love thinking about that 🙂
We are entering what will promise to be an interesting phase of “oooh whasssat?” where Calvin reaches out to grab whatever he can get his hands on. This is usually a fun game unless it happens to be anything that ever did or could have belonged to Oscar, in which case he promptly rips it from Calvin’s grasp as if he were saving the poor toy from a burning building. We have some work to do here.
Calvin still isn’t very mobile, which carries on my theory that big (or dare I say big-headed) babies don’t move. He rolls over but not with the intention of going anywhere. This suits me just fine.
As for eating, he is still doing great with solids. We are doing a combination of breastfeeding, formula and solids at 7 months. He eats two “meals” of cereal and either a fruit or a vegetable and nurses about 3 times a day. He also gets 2 bottles of formula. His likes right now are applesauce, mashed bananas, sweet potatoes and carrots. Dislikes peas and sippy cups.
As I said with Oscar, I feel like 7 months old is the light at the end of the tunnel. I am finally feeling more like myself and the boys are happy. We are able to get out more now that schedules are more secure and I know how to plan. We are getting rest and loving the sunshine! And if you ask Calvin, I think he would say that it’s good to be 7 months old.