I've always been determined to keep up with ALL the kids' baby books and pictures, and not do the thing where only the first born has a complete book and very many pictures. So I'm the crazy mom who has the doctor's office weigh our baby every month, even when we don't have an appointment. Jess is good to me and takes half his lunch break and takes Reed in for me each month to check his weight.
He is now 5 months old, and 27.25 inches long and 18 lbs 8 ounces, which puts him at 95th percentile for height, and 90th for weight. That means he has more than caught up with his siblings, when they were his age. Last month at his 4 month checkup, according to the nurse who weighed him, he hadn't even gained a pound and had dropped quite a bit on the chart, percentile-wise. That happens, I know, but when they told me his weight I remember being surprised. Reed looked bigger and had been a big eater all month, so now I'm convinced they messed up his weight that day. He's heavier than the girls were at his age, and just a half pound lighter than Cason was. He's built more like Cason too. Kind of sturdy with a little pudge on him, not as squishy fat as the girls were. :)
He's over the rasperry blowing, I haven't seen him do it much at all in the last couple of weeks.
His favorite tricks this month are screaming for fun, and rolling from back to belly. He has figured out it gets everyone's attention when he screams, and his sisters and brother think it's hilarious, (plus he likes the sound of his voice I think) so he just screams as loudly and as high-pitched as possible, and smiles proudly when everyone looks over. Sometimes he'll even laugh.
His favorite tricks this month are screaming for fun, and rolling from back to belly. He has figured out it gets everyone's attention when he screams, and his sisters and brother think it's hilarious, (plus he likes the sound of his voice I think) so he just screams as loudly and as high-pitched as possible, and smiles proudly when everyone looks over. Sometimes he'll even laugh.
He'd been thinking about rolling from back to belly for a while, but hadn't quite done it. On February 17th, Jess was gone for his basketball game, and I put Reed down on his quilt for tummy time while I gave Neely a bath. I had him where I could see him from where I was with Neely. The entire time she was in the bath, and for quite a while after, he struggled to roll.
After Neely was out and in her pajamas, Paige and I went in to cheer him on, and eventually Cason and Neely joined us. For FORTY minutes he tried, only stopping for a minute to rest here and there. I have seriously never seen anyone work so hard at something. He was breathing hard and practically sweating. It was crazy, and kind of painful to watch, but made me so proud too. He only got pretty frustrated once, and I grabbed his hand and gently pulled to help him finish rolling, just to boost his confidence a bit. :) Then he rolled back to his back, and started trying again! He kept getting so close, and the kids were cheering and feeling bad for him. Ha. Jess got home from his game and joined us, and almost immediately Reed rolled all the way on his own! We were all SO happy, and relieved not to watch him struggle anymore. We cheered, which startled him pretty badly and almost made him cry. He realized we all looked happy, and he recovered. :)
After Neely was out and in her pajamas, Paige and I went in to cheer him on, and eventually Cason and Neely joined us. For FORTY minutes he tried, only stopping for a minute to rest here and there. I have seriously never seen anyone work so hard at something. He was breathing hard and practically sweating. It was crazy, and kind of painful to watch, but made me so proud too. He only got pretty frustrated once, and I grabbed his hand and gently pulled to help him finish rolling, just to boost his confidence a bit. :) Then he rolled back to his back, and started trying again! He kept getting so close, and the kids were cheering and feeling bad for him. Ha. Jess got home from his game and joined us, and almost immediately Reed rolled all the way on his own! We were all SO happy, and relieved not to watch him struggle anymore. We cheered, which startled him pretty badly and almost made him cry. He realized we all looked happy, and he recovered. :)
He's a big fan of the bath these days, and sometimes doesn't even mind the lotion afterwards.
He's been in his swing a few times, and likes it for a short while, but then he's over it. It's not the most comfortable looking thing though, so I don't blame him. I'll have to make some kind of padding for it I think.
He loves his toys, and gets all excited about them.
They get him really frustrated sometimes though. He obviously wants them to do something that they won't seem to do.
Unrelated, but here he is looking handsome on Valentine's Day.
Still very much loves his siblings.
He's a very sweet boy.
Still thinks he's too big to be held facing you, but if he's sleepy enough I can get him to cuddle more. That or he'll still want to be on my hip, and will just kind of hang there limply, like so:
Haha!
Like all of our kids, he's got a few nicknames that gradually evolve. Especially the ones Jess gives. Cason was often called "mister" or "the mister", so Jess would catch himself calling Reed that and decided to change it to "meister" so he had his own thing. That eventually became "smeister", and then just "smeist". Ha.
The kids call him Reeder and Mr. Fantastic (They found out that Mr Fantastic's name is Reed), and Neely calls him "Reedaz".
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