My baby is eight months old already! Time really flies... it is especially apparent when you find yourself scheduling your son's six month check up two months past due. But the stats are in. Rhode is 20 1/2 lbs. (the doctor added, 'wow already 20 lbs. at six months!' 'Eight months' I reminded her. She seemed less impressed.) And he is 28 inches long. Which puts him at 60th percentile for height and weight. 60th? Seriously where did this kid come from?
Oh and side note, Scarlet is down to 95th percentile at 36 1/2 inches and 37 1/2 lbs. Way to make it on the charts with the normal kids! We're very proud.
Rhode has had a pretty miserable cold for the past two weeks. Poor guy had his nose wiped so many times it started to crack and bleed. He wasn't complaining too much though and I had the same cold so I wasn't that concerned. We were going in for a well check anyway. Well, turns out he has an ear infection. Stack that up on one of my many great mom moments. But 7 days of antibiotics later, still not breathing so well through his nose. Poor kid.
He is finally rolling over regularly and is starting to think that mobility might be something he might enjoy. But a severe momma loving phase has kicked in so I get to either let him happily climb around my lap all day or set him down with a group of toys and dash out of the room. If I escape before he sees me I get a few minutes of happy play time until A - He sees me B - he realizes he is alone or, my personal favorite, C - Scarlet attacks him in one way or another. I know I really shouldn't wish for crawling but at this point I think it might buy me some freedom. So crawl child, crawl like the wind!
Still no teeth. My dental friends promise me that children are always born with teeth. We'll see about that...
My favorite thing about Rhode is how much he looks like his dad as a baby. It's crazy. I wonder sometimes if my mother in law looks at him and feels like she has her baby again.
Baby Jon -
Baby Rhode -