Austin at Six Months

I wrote this earlier, but did it as if Austin wrote it. And I was being lazy and didn't want to write something new for the blog, so I just copies and pasted. So, it's kind of long. But I thought our parents would like some info since I haven't written in a while. We haven't been in for his six month check up yet. That's not until next week. So I have no idea how big he is. I'll let you know when we find out.

Here he is....

 

I've been sitting all by myself for a few weeks now. I don't like to lay down much. If I'm ever laying down I try and sit up, or get up, or get myself picked up.

I stopped scooting around on the floor when I realized that I could get up on my hands and knees. For the past two weeks I've been rocking back and forth while on my hands and knees (and yelling most of the time I am in that position, but mom leaves me there because she says it's good for me), and every once and a while I'll move a hand, but didn't move both hands and knees until Sunday, April 22. I didn't go far. I moved more sideways than I did forwards, but I did it! During the past week I started doing the pushup and downward dog position, so I knew I was ready. :)

I also LOVE to stand. All day long I search for mom's hands because I know I can stand up if I grab onto them. I have also started realizing that if I grab onto other things I can stand up. Mom is going to have to lower my bed pretty soon because I can almost stand up on the edge of that all by myself.

I climb over everything I can. I climb up on the dog and try to push my way over her. I get up on mom and dad's legs and try to push my way over them. I NEVER sit still. As soon as I get put down I start in one direction or the other. And I grab everything I can see. And then as soon as one thing gets taken away, or I can't reach it anymore, I'll turn and grab the next thing I see. I make it hard for mom to put me down anywhere. She has to clear the area. Even if she gives me toys, everything else looks way more interesting.

 

I talk ALL the time. I've been doing mamama, dadadada, papapa, bababa, blahblahblah, for weeks now. Just recently I sometimes do lalala. Sometimes I just yell. I laugh a lot. I laugh at the dog a lot. Sometimes when she isn't doing anything at all.

I love to jump in my jumpers. And now I love to jump when I get to stand. Again, I really don't ever stop moving.

I get really excited about pretty much anything. And it's really fun for mom to watch. I get a big smile on my face, my eyes get really wide, my arms flail and I kick my legs really fast. Everything is just exciting!

I love to eat too. Peas are definitely not my favorite. But so far I like apples, pears, carrots, sweet potatoes, cereal, avocado, and anything else they put in front of me. I like to grab the spoon and put it into my own mouth. That's always more messy too. I grab the handle with my left hand and then the lip of the spoon with my right and smear it all over the place as I put it into my mouth. Mom usually just laughs.

I drool all over the place. My shirts are always soaked. Mom is always soaked. Everything I get into my hands go straight to my mouth, and is instantly soaked. I just have a lot of drool. And sometimes mom thinks I might actually be teething now. But I've always chewed and sucked on everything, so it's hard to tell.

I still spit up, but not as much as I used to. So hopefully I'm getting better and it will go away soon.

I love when daddy comes home. I get so excited and laugh and giggle, and kick my legs and get a huge smile on my face as soon as I see him.

And I love everybody. I smile when people talk to me. But, I'm starting to not like going with other people when mom isn't around. Sometimes I even cry when she just leaves the room for a second at home. That just started the other day. I used to be so good at going to other people. Now I'm a lot more timid. And if I can't see mommy, then I don't usually last long.

I love water. I do really well in the pool and at the beach. And the sand is fun too. But I like to be in the water. And I love to splash, even when it just gets me in the face. I also love bath time. The only part I don't like is getting my face washed. Everything else is fine, and I like to be in the water. I just don't like my face washed. At all. Mom always has to do that very last because she knows I'll get mad and not want to be in the tub anymore.

I blow some pretty good bubbles, and lots of raspberries. And I move my mouth all over the place when I'm making noise, I guess just to see what sounds come out.

I still have to be bounced to sleep. I won't fall asleep in my bed alone unless I am SUPER tired, and already almost asleep. But I am sleeping a lot better in general. Mommy can actually lay me down when I fall asleep, and I'll stay asleep instead of screaming at her. And I'll usually take two good naps everyday, almost an hour each time. That's on a good day, but there have been more of those recently. Sometimes I only wake up once at night, sometimes twice, and sometimes three times. But I'm getting better at only waking up once or twice.

I move a lot when I sleep. I must get that from mom. Every time she comes in to check on me I'm in a different position. But at least I'm sleeping better. I also don't sleep on mom much anymore. I sleep better in my bed than on her, and better than in her bed. That is a big change from before. I used to only sleep well if I was laying on her, or next to her. Now I don't sleep well like that at all. So she has to put me in my bed. She sleeps better at night now, but it's sad for her too. I always want to be held, but I don't snuggle as much as I used to.

I love to be outside. That's usually where I'm the happiest. All mom has to do when I'm sad is walk outside. It usually works. So we sit out in the grass and play a lot, and go on lots of walks with Rika.

I don't let mom get very much done during the day, since I want to be held all the time. But I'm getting better. And I'm really hard to hold because I won't stay still and always want to see everything that going on. And as soon as she picks me up I usually reach for something down below. Just because. :)

I am getting so much better in my carseat. I guess I've just come to the realization that screaming every single time I get in it doesn't do me too much good. Now I'll only scream sometimes. I definitely scream if I'm hungry or tired, and also if I've been in it for too long. I only have patience for those things for a little bit.

I have a really cute smile, and people are actually noticing that I have my mom's eyes. The first everyone still says is how much I look like my daddy, but then some people actually see that I look a little bit like mommy too. I have big chubby legs, and my tummy is getting there too. Mommy likes my chubby little hands too. She says they're pretty cute. My hair is also coming back, but blond this time. Not really dark like it was when I was born. I still have some long strands right on the top of my head that never fell out, but there are only a couple left. I have a small bald spot on the back of my head. I don't sleep on my back, so it must be from being so mad in my carseat. Oops :)

Oh yea, and I never relax. I try to sit forward in my carseat, in my stroller, anywhere. I just won't sit back and relax. There's too much to do for that!

I love books. I mostly try and eat them. But at least I like them. I love to sit at the piano and bang on the keys. I also love to play peek-a-boo. And sing with mommy. We do that a lot. 

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So there's a bit about a growing little boy. Every day is such a blessing with him. He is still my perfect little miracle and I am so blessed to be his mom.