Reed is seven months old now. He grew a good amount in length, and is 29 inches long now, which is 98th %. He only gained 7 ounces this month, which didn't surprise me. I told Jess he wasn't going to have gained much, because he hasn't had as good an appetite, I think because of his sore gums. He'll act like he wants to nurse, but it ends up being a very short nursing session-a minute or two sometimes. So he is 19 lbs 12.5 oz, and 81st %. He DOES still enjoy most of his baby food, especially bananas and pears, and likes to gnaw on the spoon.
The day he turned 7 months old, he celebrated by sitting up for the first time and crawling for the first time. He'd been able to sit himself up for weeks, but was supporting himself with his hands until then.
I haven't managed a good picture of him sitting yet, but here's a blurry one.
He was also basically crawling since before turning 6 months old, but had never taken all four "steps" up on his hands and knees until now. So this made it official. He has been doing it pretty often since that first day, but if he wants to get somewhere quickly he resorts to the army crawl.
Yesterday Neely decided she wanted bangs again and asked me to cut them. I put Reed in his crib while we did that, because I have a nice view of him there in the mirror. He played with toys happily for a few minutes, and then I glanced at him in the mirror and he was standing up, holding on to the side. I went running because his mattress is still set pretty high in there and I was scared he'd topple out. He looked pretty proud of himself, but I startled him by running in, and he fell back down in the crib.
He's such a sweet, happy boy.
Even on days when his teeth are obviously hurting him, he'll give us smiles mid-cry. He will search for an escape from his discomfort, reaching for Jess, and then after his pain doesn't vanish, he reaches for me again. He'll just go back and forth like that for a while.
He has discovered the "p" sound, and likes to kind of fold his lips in, and then make a little whispered one, kind of a popping sound. Riding in his carrier on my back has grown on him, and I can get a lot done with him in there. He'll usually fall asleep.
He really likes his blocks, and always crawls to that area in the playroom, sits himself up with a block in each hand, and knocks them together.
He still loves all his siblings, and they make him laugh with ease. You can tell he knows he's one of them.
This picture sums his personality up pretty well.
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I LOVE the last picture!
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