Sunday, March 20, 2011
7 months
7 months old has been an interesting time. Peter has started to experience separation anxiety. He now cries when I leave the apartment, and occasionally when I leave the room. But, he especially cries and gets upset when we put him down for his nap or at bedtime, and leave the room.
This past week has been particularly horrific. On Thursday, I had to make Mexican Rice for 60 people for our RS meeting, as well as a chocolate bundt cake. That happened to be the day that Peter would not go down for a nap. It took me three hours of his screaming and crying, whether I was holding him or not. Not fun! Then, when I got home from the meeting, it was 10pm and Chris had been trying for 2 hours to get Peter to go to sleep. He finally went down at 11:30.
Perhaps with the sleep deprivation of dealing with Peter and with stress over planning the RS meeting, Chris and I both got soar throats and other various cold symptoms. To top it off, I got a nasty case of the stomach flu with a fever on Saturday. I came out on Saturday morning after a rough night to Chris telling me he thought he needed to go to the ER. He had acute pain in his left side. It turns out, he strained his back, so the doctor gave him some strong ibuprofen. Anyway, it was rough trying to care for Peter singlehandedly when much movement would set me off. I recall my mom saying how she missed her mom when she got sick. This holds new meaning for me. When you're a mom, and you get sick, often there is no one to take care of you, and it makes you miss your mom. :) That was certainly true for me!
Despite the rough time, Peter was so patient and sweet and such a good sport through it all. He also started going to sleep with us sitting next to his crib, so that is a nice change.
Peter loves bathtime and especially loves to splash in the water. Now that we're bathing him sitting up, he splashes a LOT and soaks whoever bathes him (usually me).
Post bath. I thought this picture showcased his rolls quite well. He is one chubby baby.
Peter's hair is starting to grow back in. I think it'll take a long time to get as thick as it was when he was a newborn, though.
These pictures of Peter are on his 7 month birthday exactly. He is wearing 12 month clothes. A little long on him, perhaps, but not very much. But they fit his width just right.
Still trying to figure out exactly how to take pictures with our camera. Even if there is tons of light in the room, if I don't use our flash, it comes out dark, for some reason. If I change the setting from Auto, then it's very difficult to focus the pictures. It's a work in progress.
Peter and Daddy. Happy baby, as he always is when he's with Chris. I think Peter prefers to play with Chris and be comforted by me. Sort of as I predicted before he was born.
Finally a picture with Momma. When Chris takes a picture, he tries to get Peter to smile, so he doesn't pay attention to where he points the camera, or if it's focused. But this one turned out well. :) In this picture, Peter's hair color looks lighter than mine. I wonder if it will darken over time, or if it will turn blond.
This past week has been particularly horrific. On Thursday, I had to make Mexican Rice for 60 people for our RS meeting, as well as a chocolate bundt cake. That happened to be the day that Peter would not go down for a nap. It took me three hours of his screaming and crying, whether I was holding him or not. Not fun! Then, when I got home from the meeting, it was 10pm and Chris had been trying for 2 hours to get Peter to go to sleep. He finally went down at 11:30.
Perhaps with the sleep deprivation of dealing with Peter and with stress over planning the RS meeting, Chris and I both got soar throats and other various cold symptoms. To top it off, I got a nasty case of the stomach flu with a fever on Saturday. I came out on Saturday morning after a rough night to Chris telling me he thought he needed to go to the ER. He had acute pain in his left side. It turns out, he strained his back, so the doctor gave him some strong ibuprofen. Anyway, it was rough trying to care for Peter singlehandedly when much movement would set me off. I recall my mom saying how she missed her mom when she got sick. This holds new meaning for me. When you're a mom, and you get sick, often there is no one to take care of you, and it makes you miss your mom. :) That was certainly true for me!
Despite the rough time, Peter was so patient and sweet and such a good sport through it all. He also started going to sleep with us sitting next to his crib, so that is a nice change.
Peter loves bathtime and especially loves to splash in the water. Now that we're bathing him sitting up, he splashes a LOT and soaks whoever bathes him (usually me).
Post bath. I thought this picture showcased his rolls quite well. He is one chubby baby.
Peter's hair is starting to grow back in. I think it'll take a long time to get as thick as it was when he was a newborn, though.
These pictures of Peter are on his 7 month birthday exactly. He is wearing 12 month clothes. A little long on him, perhaps, but not very much. But they fit his width just right.
Still trying to figure out exactly how to take pictures with our camera. Even if there is tons of light in the room, if I don't use our flash, it comes out dark, for some reason. If I change the setting from Auto, then it's very difficult to focus the pictures. It's a work in progress.
Peter and Daddy. Happy baby, as he always is when he's with Chris. I think Peter prefers to play with Chris and be comforted by me. Sort of as I predicted before he was born.
Finally a picture with Momma. When Chris takes a picture, he tries to get Peter to smile, so he doesn't pay attention to where he points the camera, or if it's focused. But this one turned out well. :) In this picture, Peter's hair color looks lighter than mine. I wonder if it will darken over time, or if it will turn blond.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
6 months
I can't believe how time has flown by! 6 months!!
Peter is pretty much in the 75% across the board for head circumference, weight, and height. So, he's evened out a little bit. I guess his noggin isn't quite so large for his body anymore. :) He had a rough time with his immunizations again, although the shots weren't so bad. The worst time for him is the next few days after his shots.
When Peter turned 6 months, we also got a visit from his Layton grandparents. It was so fun to see them, and Peter so enjoyed his time with them. As Peter gets older, he gets much more playful. He continues to love to socialize and laugh.
Peter with his Papa Layton.
Peter with Nana. Happy baby! In this photo, you can see a big scratch on his face--I think this is from his fingernail. :(
In his 6th month, Peter's favorite thing to repeat is dadadadadadadada. Go figure! He seems to be stuck on the "d" consonant. He used to play with g, b, and d, but now he's favoring d. When I tell him to say "mama" he just smiles at me and laughs like it's hilarious. He also enjoys it when I yawn. Whenever I open my mouth at him really wide, he laughs. Very weird.
He's still not crawling, nor has he flipped from his back to his front. Probably because he hates being on his tummy. But he has mastered the art of sitting up finally. He hardly ever falls over anymore, and his balance is very good.
Peter sitting up. The balloon he's playing with is part of a balloon animal that Chris made for Peter. It fell apart pretty quickly after Peter played with it.
5 months
It has been so long since I have posted many pictures of Peter, so I'll quickly post a few. At 5 months, Peter was able to finally roll over. He still can't stand being on his belly for tummy time, but he can always roll over. He also started to jabber at 5 months. Mostly, he would jabber when no one was around, usually in his crib while he was falling asleep, or when he woke up.
Peter at Christmas, just before he turned 5 months. Finally a picture of Peter with Mommy. We really need to get a camera that's more user friendly so that I can have more representation.
Peter in his Christmas present.
Peter in his Yoda hat from his Aunt Lauren for Christmas. Cute and funny!
Peter at Christmas, just before he turned 5 months. Finally a picture of Peter with Mommy. We really need to get a camera that's more user friendly so that I can have more representation.
Peter in his Christmas present.
Peter in his Yoda hat from his Aunt Lauren for Christmas. Cute and funny!
Solids
I’m learning that Peter is very particular in terms of what he will and will not eat. Hence, the fact that I am still pumping all of his milk. I’m mostly referring to his willingness to eat solids.
It has taken me about two months to get Peter to eat 7 solids. At first, I thought it was a lost cause because no matter what I gave him, he would purse his lips and turn his head away from the spoon. I temporarily gave him fruits to get him to appreciate solids, which he enjoyed for the sweetness, I’m guessing. He takes after his mom’s sweet tooth.
Anyway, then I gave him vegetables. That was a challenge because he pretty much avoided all Gerber foods, which is fine because I prefer to make all of his food home-made if I have the time. It appears that we have a food snob already. Again, taking after his parents, unfortunately. But I’m happy to say that he’s eating sweet potatoes, carrots, squash, peas, and oatmeal.
He doesn’t eagerly eat anything. Rather, we put the spoon in his mouth when it is open, and he doesn’t spit it out. So, there are improvements to be made. But I have learned that persistence is important with Peter. He may refuse a food ten times, but he’ll generally get accustomed to a flavor and begin to accept it. It also helps that he’s not quite as willful yet because he’s still so young. Or maybe that’s just Peter.
A picture of Peter's latest solids accomplishment: peas, which are all over his face
It has taken me about two months to get Peter to eat 7 solids. At first, I thought it was a lost cause because no matter what I gave him, he would purse his lips and turn his head away from the spoon. I temporarily gave him fruits to get him to appreciate solids, which he enjoyed for the sweetness, I’m guessing. He takes after his mom’s sweet tooth.
Anyway, then I gave him vegetables. That was a challenge because he pretty much avoided all Gerber foods, which is fine because I prefer to make all of his food home-made if I have the time. It appears that we have a food snob already. Again, taking after his parents, unfortunately. But I’m happy to say that he’s eating sweet potatoes, carrots, squash, peas, and oatmeal.
He doesn’t eagerly eat anything. Rather, we put the spoon in his mouth when it is open, and he doesn’t spit it out. So, there are improvements to be made. But I have learned that persistence is important with Peter. He may refuse a food ten times, but he’ll generally get accustomed to a flavor and begin to accept it. It also helps that he’s not quite as willful yet because he’s still so young. Or maybe that’s just Peter.
A picture of Peter's latest solids accomplishment: peas, which are all over his face
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