Miles at Six Months

This not-so-little ‘hold me all day long…actually make sure you’re standing while you hold me…and please face me out so I can see things…and don’t forget to give me your finger to gnaw on while you hold me….all….day….long’ kid is six months old!

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Irritated Mom? Damn right! Haha! As I write this post, Miles and I are not on the best of terms. Well, let me rephrase that…I’m sure he is mad at me because I have not been responding to his every cry and I’m certain that I am frustrated with his every cry. If I could hold him all day long, this kid would exude joy, but I can’t and I know I shouldn’t. I’m not sure if this is just a phase (according to my Wonder Weeks app, he is in the midst of developmental leap five) or part of his personality, but I’m hoping that it is the former.

So now that we have the bad news behind us, let’s move on to the good news! Miles is six months! At his six month wellness check he was 17 pounds, 12 ounces, 25 inches long, and carried a 18 inch round head a top his neck. He is officially a bobble head and nearly the same size Ella was when she turned one! :)

Not-so-happy Miles on his tummy.

Miles on the kitchen floor because he doesn't want to miss anything.

With pinkeye :(

He is chewing on everything, continues to roll to his belly and cry because he doesn’t roll back, and officially has two teeth! He experienced his first cold, along with his sister, and handled it like a champ. And I can’t forget that he got The Pink Eye! Ewe! Ella and Miles both got it and then decided it would only be fair if their Mom and Dad got it too!

Craig Ranch Park watching Ella play around!

Beans and squash that he ate none of :)

Always happier with Ella!

Lots of walks strapped to Mom :)

With Teri at the Coroner's Office :)

Jayson :)

Giselle :)

He will sit up unassisted for a short time, but Mom is right there to catch him before he topples over. He tried some pear and a bean mixture and didn’t really eat either. His facial expression while trying pear for the first time, “Um, what the hell is this…I ordered milk!” Our little guy did sleep….wait for it…10 hours and 17 consecutive minutes! Yes, you read that right, 10 hours and 17 minutes all at the same time! But of course, he hasn’t done it since and continues to wake up, on average, two times a night. We are in the process of making him “cry it out” and although it makes my mama heart break, I need him to be able to fall back to sleep at night without me nursing him.