Thursday, March 15, 2007

Seven Months

Today Genevieve turns seven months old. You've heard it all before, so here's a brief paraphrase: oh my God, seven months old, where does the time go, it seems like it was just last August.

So what's seven-month-old Genevieve up to these days? Well, for one thing, she's given up her wee-hours-of-the-night nursing. On the fifth night of "sleep training," she didn't wake up and cry at the designated time. However, last night (the sixth night), she did, twice. So, she's not exactly embracing the concept. But even so, it hasn't been as difficult as I anticipated. Christopher goes in to comfort her, and she doesn't scream bloody murder, just cries and fusses and eventually gives up. How long does she cry, you ask? I actually have no idea. My clock does not light up and I try very hard not to pay too much attention. Again: easier with the second baby than the first, though still not fun or effortless. Speaking of non-effortless, Genevieve has still not learned how to roll over from her stomach to her back. She is so uninterested, you wouldn't believe it. I think she assumes we will be there for her forever, standing around waiting to flip her over onto her back when she's stuck belly-down, so, why bother practicing herself? It's HARD, after all!

In other news, Genevieve is chowing down in a big way on her solids these days, but unfortunately her little reflux-ridden digestive system does not appreciate it (nor does it appreciate not eating for eight hours at night and then scarfing down a huge milk-meal at 7:30a.m.), and the spitting up here is a bit, well, disgusting. And by "a bit, " I mean "totally and completely." Let me tell you, baby-food spit-up is far different from mild, light-colored breastmilk spit-up. We are awash in dirty baby outfits, burp cloths, bibs, blankets, and sleepers. And the wall-to-wall carpeting has looked better. Baby-food-prunes spit-up on pale beige carpet.....not pretty.

Then there's poor Julia, who just caught a nasty cold and also has a terrible rash on her upper body, about which I'm not terribly concerned because my theory is that it is a reaction to the different laundry detergent I started using recently. It doesn't bother her, but it looks pretty bad.

Earlier this week, just a week or so since our two big snowstorms, it hit the mid-60s here and we went for walks and runs and opened the windows. Now it's 25 degrees out with a forecast of snow. So, you know, typical March in Minnesota.

So, that's my seven-month news. Unbelievable, where did the time go, oh my God, it seems like it was just last August.

2 comments:

Donna said...

Happy Birthday to Genna!
Great about the sleep training! Fantastic. Maybe I gotta give that a try... Still not sleeping through the night yet.

Shan said...

Yeah....but she's still nursing once earlier in the night. It used to be around 10 p.m. (or even earlier), but now she's been moving it back to 11 or 12! Sneaky!!!