Happy 7 months, sweet girl!
Same story every month, but it's a good story--Teagan is still the happiest little thing. Everything makes her smile and laugh, especially when you get water from the outside of the fridge. It's the simple things in life, right? :)
She's got nothing but adoration for her big sister and since Teagan has started sitting, her and Parker are really able to play together. Yesterday morning both babes were keeping each other entertained with toys while I got ready for work. My heart melted as I peeked out of the bathroom to see them on our bedroom floor, laughing and hiding under the fort Parker set up. Yay for sisters!
|Three second later Teagan pulled Parker's hair. The photo looked a bit more...dramatic by that point.|
-petting Sydney. If you ask Sydney, she would call it something different. Like pulling.
-sippy cups. Girl gets so excited when you put her in the highchair with her sippy.
-snuggling up to sleep at night with mama
-being rocked to sleep
-laughing at Parker when she throws a tantrum
-vaccines, apparently, as she didn't even cry from her shot last week.
-being on her tummy. This is one of the few things that really sets her off. Unless she's sleeping. Then she's all about tummy time.
-pacifiers. I though it was weird that it took her until like 3 months to really entertain the idea of a paci. It must have been because she wanted nothing to do with it in the first place.
-rolling. She's been there, done that, and doesn't want to experience it again. Teagan is perfectly content with how life is and is in no rush to change things :)
-the sickies. See the text below.
The 7th month brought major sickness to poor T. One night I woke up to her not breathing. A couple quick wacks to the back and those slow, sleepy breaths came back. I’m not even going to think what would have happened if she was sleeping alone in her crib. Sunday she was running a fever and by Tuesday poor babe was less than happy. Happy wide opened eyes were replaced with that zoned out stare, smiles were certainly turned upside down , and that cough…it was so deep and sad sounding.
Our pedi ruled the following: double ear infection, another infection, and a few questionable things—rash on her body and needing to verify whether the infection was bacterial or viral—sent us to the hospital to run labs. A lot of worst case scenarios were run by us. Thankfully, we were blessed with better scenarios. The infection was viral, meds were given for her ears, and we were on our way home. It took lots of hugs, cuddles, and a week to get our pumpkin back to tip top shape.
The sickness brought a super sore throat which put a damper on solids. Teagan was unable to swallow food unless it was very, very watered down, so our BLW plans were once again put on the back burner. Just towards the end of the month T slowly got back on the non-pureed food bandwagon. But silly me sort of said, ehh whatever, to the four day food wait rule. In a perfect world you’re supposed to introduce only one new food every four days. Then if baby gets a bad reaction you know exactly what food caused it. I didn’t do this and sure enough, worse diaper rash ever. It was bad. Like bleeding bad. Like California Baby stung when applied bad (that stuff is making its way to the garbage can and being replaced with the highly reviewed, all natural Weleda Calendula cream. It should be on my porch as I type). Was it the broccoli? The wheat bread? I’m guessing wheat but we’re holding off on both for a while.
Teagan has tasted kiwi, oatmeal, peaches, apples, black beans, peas, carrots, bananas (covered in wheat germ for easy gripping), sweet potato, brown rice, lima beans, avocado, and green beans to date. She’s pretty good at feeding herself now and I cannot wait to make homemade teething biscuits this weekend, thanks to Kelly over at Sippy Cups and a Pitbull Pup.
I started planning her first birthday party. How HOW is that possible?!
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I often find myself trying to soak in little moments with Teagan. The way she rubs her feet together in a fury whenever she has socks or shoes on until they are successfully removed from her feet. The way she puts her little hands on either side of my face and gives me sloppy open mouthed kisses. The noises she makes as she learns how to talk—we’ve even heard dada multiple times this month. How sweet and serene she looks lying in her crib. How comfortable she is snuggled up to me at night. The hair in the front of Teagan’s hair constantly seems greasy and I finally figured out why this month. My kisses most often end up on her forehead, my lipgloss ending up on her itty bitty bangs. It’s all the little things that I love.
xoxo baby Teagan!
and to compare...Parker (6 months), Tegan (6.5 months). Wow, talk about similarities!