Thursday, 3 January 2013

6 months old!

Can you believe it? Our little boy is halfway to his first birthday! Time sure is flying. We still haven't found out where to get him weighed to check how chubba he really is, but he has grown and is now 68cm long! (perfect growth based on his length at birth).


This month has seen some major milestones in our little boys life, with two very exciting developments:

No. 1.



Yep, that's right! John now has two little teeth! The first one appeared on the 20th December, with the second one cutting through the next day. He looks so cute with his little teefers (as we like to call them). He's such a big boy now! PS. Sorry for the bluriness of the photo, it's the best I could do with a such a wiggly worm for a son.

No. 2.



We have started John on solids which for me is really fun (although I hear the excitement wears off pretty quick and it turns into just another thing to do, but for now, I love it).

As you can see, I'm not giving him any puree's or spoon-feeding. I had resisted feeding John solids (puree's) before 6 months as I really wanted him to have the benefits of exclusive breastfeeding up to then. One of the additional benefits of waiting til 6 months to introduce solids is that we can skip the whole puree thing altogether. This is because his co-ordination is developed enough that he can start feeding himself, and he is interested in learning how to chew (instead of just sucking or swallowing). This type of eating is called 'Baby Led Weaning' or BLW for short.

Avocado, mango and brocolli day - what a mess!
A gnawed up piece of apple

From all the reading I have done, the truth is he doesn't really need to eat much (if any) solid food at all just yet. Yes, at 6 months a baby does need need more nutrients than he can get from breastmilk alone, however, the need is very small and grows quite slowly - it develops about the same pace as his skill at getting food into his mouth and his body's ability to cope with it - so there is no reason to rush the introduction of solids.  John does have a store of nutrients he can draw on while he is learning to eat real food, the six month mark is only the point where most babies begin to need extra nutrients (they still have their full store or nutrients from birth at this stage - they haven't even started drawing on them yet) so the first couple of months of BLW is about exploring food - learning about different textures, shapes and sizes, and developing those chewing skills, eventually learning how to push food back in his mouth and then eventually swallowing it. So, by the time John actually needs to eat more (between about nine months and a year) he will be able to feed himself a wide variety of foods, and his eating will become more purposeful. In the meantime, we will just keep breastfeeding as normal.

I could go on and on about BLW, but I won't just now, only to say that it is just a philosophy about introducing solids that really resonates with me. Every mother has to adopt an approach that they feel comfortable with, and this approach may not suit everyone, but it is one that I really want to give a go, so yep, we are trying it :)

Other milestones for John this month:

John is still rolling absolutely everywhere. He has learned how to roll over and around things, often extricating himself from his playmat bars, and navigating through the gap between the couch and rocker chair, or over to the Christmas tree. He can turn himself on his tummy and his back to change direction. He still gets stuck sometimes (like this time where he had rolled himself way under the couch).



John is able to fully stretch his arms when lying on his tummy, and lift his upper half of his body off the ground, but he still hasn't worked out how to crawl yet. If he is on his tummy when he gets excited (i.e. if Daddy comes into the room) he'll lift his hands and legs off the ground and kick his legs like crazy - it looks like he's trying to swim. He can lift his bottom off the ground, but often ends up just rolling over rather than being able to push himself forward. When he is on the tiles he can push himself backwards.

He can sit up straight when leaning against something (like me if he is on my lap, or when he is the high chair, on the couch or the rocking chair in the mother's room at church).





He can pretty much grab anything he wants, and can manouvre himself to get what he wants. For example, one morning he rolled over to the book I had left on the floor on the other side of the room, and then, before I could stop him, he had pulled out the sheet of paper I had been using as my bookmark (thanks sweetheart, now I've lost my place!). Seriously though, he is a clever boy and I'm proud of him. He can also move objects he's grabbed from one hand to the other. If he drops things, he can pick them back up, even without looking at them. A few days ago, he dropped one of his toys when he was lying on the bed. He had dropped it up next to his head, so he couldn't quite reach it with his arms while he was lying on his back, so what did our clever boy do? He rolled over onto his tummy, picked it up in his mouth, rolled back onto his back and took it out his mouth with his hands. Clever, clever boy!

He loves to play with chip packets (loves that crinkley sound) and boxes. We also gave him cold carrots to munch on when he was teething.





He likes to touch faces a lot now. He'll pat my face and pull on my lips and hair while nursing now. He also loves Daddy's facial hair too. If he grabs your hand he will try and pull it into his mouth too.




He has started trying to blow raspberries with his mouth - its a feeble attempt at the moment, but so so cute.

He can eat his toes!





He really enjoys story time. John bought him a particular book for Christmas which includes a lot of animal noises as part of the story - this gets him giggling and gurgling and cooing every single time. It's adorable. He likes to hold the books after we have finished reading.

He can understand what some toys do. For example, he knows that the piano Grandma gave him for Christmas makes music if you press the buttons. He likes to do this both with his hands, but also with his feet :)



He also enjoys the extra room in his cot (compared to his bassinet at home). I often find him in weird positions when I go to pick him up after a sleep (sometimes he's even on his tummy trying to crawl).





He is also getting stronger, and will just roll straight over the bars on his playmat so that the whole thing collapses on top of him - he'll then play with it while it's lying on top of him. Crazy kid.




And...he just continues to be cute:




Monday, 31 December 2012

December in Review

Ok, it's official, I've been slack with the blog this month. My excuse is that John G has experienced a fair bit of sleep regression the last few weeks (think going back to two hourly feeds at night) so when John's been having naps during the day, I've been napping too instead of updating the blog - so that's my excuse (just ignore my reading stats though, okay?). But anyway, as it's the last day of the year, it is time to step up and blog blog blog!

There is a lot to cover so take a deep breath and.....go!

We helped Grandma celebrate her 75th birthday this month. We rode out to Virginia to go to Cracker Barrell for dinner. Little John was jealous of our eating, and so we got him out of his seat and he enjoyed chewing on a spoon and sucking on my glass.


 


Then it was back home for some icecream cake and presents (we also got to listen to the First Presidency Christmas Devotional on the way home in the car - another advantage of being in the USA)!





This month we also went and got some family portraits done at the local Walmart. We are really happy with how they turned out. The best ones have been printed out for us to bring back home, but we got a couple of extra as 'online views' so here they are:





John absolutely loved getting his photo taken, and was smiling in EVERY photo - you pretty much couldn't get him to stop! The only downside of the photo's was that the next day or so afterwards John G caught a really bad cold - I couldn't help but think it was from the photo session, as he was put on a blanket for some photo's that looked like a lot of kids had been using it, and didn't look like it had been washed very much. Poor little guy had a really snotty nose and a little cough for about a week - I think I've mentioned it before but I absolutely HATE the aspirator, and I know little John doesn't enjoy it either. I did my best to help him out, and found that I could use the aspirator on him while nursing him with much less crying than any other way.

John (Dad) also managed to catch bronchitis for the 2nd time this trip shortly after little John's cold came on. Poor hubby, he only had about a day or so rest between the two bouts, and it has been a pretty miserable time for him.

Apart from some sleep deprivation for me, I've had a few stomach troubles while here. About a 2 years ago, I had stomach ulcers. Actually I had had them for a long time, but it took a while to get a correct diagnosis. After going through the anti-biotics to heal the ulcers, I had ongoing issues with acid reflux. I was on prescription medication for it, but when I fell pregnant with John G, I had to stop the prescription due to the potential impact it could have on my unborn baby. I had horrible heartburn and reflux during my pregnancy, but was amazed that after John was born the problem was gone. Seriously, gone. I thought that maybe I would never get it again, but, as my body has returned back to normal after giving birth, the stomach pain has returned, the same as when I had the ulcers.

So, after a couple of sleepness nights and significant pain, I went to a Dr here - it is funny to me the little differences of going to the Dr here versus in Australia, but anyway...long story short, because I am nursing, the Dr could not prescribe me any medication for ulcers or acid reflux. He did suggest I go get a blood test to check that it was pancreatitis (as this has the same symptoms as stomach ulcers). In the meantime I am just to take tums every 4 hours (before eating) and he gave me a prescription for pain killers for night if I need them. This seems to be working, although I have had some pain a couple of nights where I had been 'feeling better' and so skipped taking the tums through the day.

We had to go to the hospital for the blood test, which was a new thing for me to - you actually get admited in order to get the blood test, so I have a wrist ID to bring home for my book of remembrance, ha ha. The test came back negative, so that was good. Anyway, enough of my drama, it's not that big a deal and I feel much better now.

On some of the days were it has been good weather and not too cold, John G and I have gone for some walks around the neighbourhood. One day we saw several little squirrels (or sqwerls as I would pronounce it if I was American). I don't know why, but I find them soooo adorable, and so I had to stop and take some pictures. I also took some pictures of the beautiful scenery along the street.


Can you see the squirrel at the base of the tree?

This time the squirrel is more than half way up - defying gravity.




I've also been able to do a bit of reading while I've been here. I started by reading a John Grisham book, and then realised that John's parents have the full set of the Work and the Glory, and so I've been reading those. I'm currently about halfway through book 7 and really enjoying it. Even though the story is fictional, I find reading about the early saints very faith promoting and envigorating for my soul.

December is also Christmas time - yipee! And as the song says 'it's the most wonderful time of the year'. Funny story about that actually, John and I watched a bit of the Christmas concert at the Rockafeller Centre on TV. I don't know what the group is called, but they had this 'boy band' sing it's the most wonderful time of the year. They looked ridiculous as most pop stars do (they were definitely car carrying members of the hair club for me) but what was really  more amusing is that they were foreign and so had accents and when they sang 'marshmallows for toasting' it sounded hilarious (more like marzmellow for tosting)...John and I have been mimicking them all Christmas season long. Little John has of course been fascinated by the Christmas tree, often rolling himself over to it so he could stare at the lights (and try and grab the ornaments) - as Grandma Keaton keeps telling me, next year is going to be great fun with the tree. We might have to take Terry and Ann's strategy and only decorate the top half of the tree.


John received an early Christmas present from Grandma, a jolly jumper! He seems to enjoy it, but is probably a little small for it yet. We stuff him in with towels at the moment to help him sit up straight in it. It's fun to watch him bounce and turn himself around in it.



We travelled up to Raleigh for the Keaton family Christmas which was fun. It is a lot of driving in one day with a little one, but John did fairly well. We did have to stop on the way home to nurse him, but other than that the travelling was fairly uneventful, just a little tiring is all. It was nice to be at Brenda's and see all the family. Their dog seemed very interested in John, and John wasn't scared of him at all, which was surprising for me. I did ok around him seeing that I have a phobia of dogs - he seems to be a fairly placid dog which helped alot. Lunch of course was delicious with lots of food to try (I really loved the baked brie) and Addy had suggested a cookie exchange so we came home with brownies, choc peppermint kiss cookies, date balls, some other sort of choc nut tropical slice thingo (sorry Brenda, can't remember what they are called) and Uncle Terry's favourite brittle (I've been waiting 2 years to get some more of that stuff).

One of the cool things we received as a present from the family was a DVD with a lot of the Keaton Christmases from when John, Brenda, Terry and Paula were children. As I never new John as a child or teenager, it was especially exciting for me to see those video's. I always wonder how much our little John is going to look like his Daddy growing up.

We were also able to go to the Stake's Christmas program here in Elizabeth City. I loved it, as I really enjoy music and their program had tonnes of it. I especially enjoyed the variaton they did on 'Oh Holy Night'.

The neighbours on the street are pretty serious about their Christmas lights. They started going up straight after thanksgiving and for a while there, every day when we went past they had put more and more lights up. I finally managed to go and take some photo's of their lights while we were out on Christmas Eve, the pictures don't really do it justice, but you might be able to get a small idea of what the street is like.

1. The Horns




The Horn's neighbours on one side.


The Horn's neighbours on the other side.


The three houses together.


We took John to visit Santa for the first time. Given how great he went in our family portraits, I was expecting a happy smiley baby for his Santa photo. Not so. Santa's 'helpers' were not the friendliest people and rattled some bells right in John's face, he was startled more than interested and this resulted in the following photo:


I thought that they could get a better picture, so I asked them to take another one, but John had decided he wasn't startled after all, he was downright scared. His lower lip began to tremble, he frowned and then started crying, so that was an end to that. The first photo wasn't that bad after all, I just wish we could have got one of him smiling.

We had real Christmas here in Elizabeth City with John's parents, and his Aunt Elenor. It was a laid back affair, I think we ate about 3pm-ish and we opened presents afterwards. That is one of the beauty's of John being so little - he had no idea what was going on so he wasn't up at the crack of dawn demanding we get up to open presents. I wonder if even next year he will really know what is going on.

John and I had travelled up to Virigina before Christmas to do some shopping for presents. I think that was one of the funnest things about Christmas, buying presents for our little one and then seeing him playing with those presents afterwards. He wasn't so sure about opening presents, and I think got a little scared of the sound of the ripping paper at some times.

His first ball - thanks Santa!

A muso in the making - thanks Grandma!

See, I can open presents by myself!



Daddy reading John the book he gave him for Christmas

Look who was a good boy this year....no coal for our little John Geoffrey.