First (Real) Word

Today while we were sitting in my mom's living room, playing with Christmas presents, the neighbor dog came up to her back (sliding glass) door. This is nothing new, he does it all the time. I think he likes to play with Walter. What WAS new was Isaiah pointing right at him and saying "dog"! Clear as day, like he'd been doing it all along. Of course, we all got excited and clapped. First real word! My mom insists "uhoh" doesn't count.

Starting to Talk

Isaiah started saying "uhoh" tonight! I've been trying to get him to do it for a week or so (mostly saying it when he drops something or when we're playing with the blocks and he knocks them over) and tonight, after bathtime, he just randomly started saying it! I hope he'll actually do it for Jeremy....so far he's refused to say "icky" for him :(

Messy Face!

Have I mentioned Isaiah's started to climb the stairs? Its kind of cool but mostly terrifying. He can't get up too high on his own yet but I'm sure it won't take long. We have tried a couple baby gates and can't find one to work! The molding along the bottom is so high and the railing so low that there's nothing thin enough to fit in between. We can't put it on top of the molding because only 3 of the pressure points will hit it so that 4th place is just wobbly and it can just be pulled right down.

Isaiah is getting really good at feeding himself. He actually gets to eat what we have a couple nights a week. The other night we had spaghetti and the boy ended up orange from his eyebrows to his belly button! Another night we had lasagna and I don't think he got QUITE as orange, but I DID get a picture that night.

For Your Enjoyment:

Bad Mommy Moment

I was letting Isaiah play with my drawers of stuff and keeping a pretty close eye on him while hanging this mirror I got from my mom. He was messing around and dumped out my drawer full of medicine which I grabbed from him (or so I thought). When I was finished I started cleaning up everything (he'd made a MESS!) and found one random loose Tylenol. I freaked out for half a second before I decided there was probably no way that he had eaten one (the one I found was obviously untouched) without me noticing. There's no way he could have swallowed it without choking and if he had licked it or tried to bite it he would have spit it out. Still, to be safe I called poison control and they said he would have had to eat 4 before he had liver toxicity.

Still, I feel like a bad mom. How could I have missed the loose one? Four is bad for him, but even ONE wouldn't be good! And she said there aren't any symptoms with Tylenol.

He's fine....that's what matters.

I got him to say "icky" today! It was so funny....he found my can of WD-40 on a low shelf and grabbed it. I took it from him and said "no, icky, icky" and put it higher up. He said "icky" and went about grabbing stuff to play with.

He caught me on the computer and now wants attention.

Trying to Walk

Isaiah is amazing. We recently started feeding him "breakfast" (some baby cereal mixed with juice) before his first nap....today he started it at daycare too (I don't think this caused the drop in milk because I would still pump after he fell asleep). I gave him Cheerios for the first time this morning too! He has this 2 bottom teeth now and I think one of the top ones is about ready to poke through too! He really likes it when we share our food with him - sometimes even gets upset when we don't! We started giving him chicken nuggets with his jar of food at dinner time so that helps a little with the wanting to share. It also means he gets enough food at dinner that he barely nurses at bedtime (again, I pump after he falls asleep). And I thought that would be the last nursing time to go!

He's not crawling or walking on his own quite yet but is rollin' like nobody's business! He's even figure out how to pivot on his belly so he's getting EVERYWHERE!

My mom bought Isaiah a walker a week or two ago and that has been the best thing (until he gets in the trashcan again). He kind of chases the cats and will follow me around the house when he wants to be picked up. At this point I think its a toss-up as to whether the monster walks or crawls first. He's really starting to pull himself up with stuff lately....even tries to grab and get up with the couch cushions! They're too puffy, so he couldn't get a grip on them. Its like he's working on learning what will work and what won't.

Isaiah @ 6 Months

Stats

20 lbs, 10 oz (90%)

28" (95%)

Isaiah is SIX MONTHS OLD!!! I can't believe it...he's such a wonderful little guy!! I call him my monster, but that's only because he's such a big boy....20lbs 10oz at the doctor yesterday. Poor little guy got shots :( It amazes me that I'm okay with them now...I originally wanted to space them out because it just seemed like so much for a baby but he's such a big boy and takes it all like a trooper. Really, since the first set (which caused a meltdown later that evening) we've only had to deal with a little more fussiness and a sleepier baby. Not too bad, I'd say.

He's been eating solids for a little bit now....he's up to 2 jars a day (which means I have TONS of baby food jars and I don't know where to recycle them!!) I'm still mostly breastfeeding, but Isaiah really seems to enjoy getting something different, a lot of times he gets excited when he sees me holding the jar! It's really no wonder he's such a chunky monkey with as much as he eats!

I HATE MY JOB WITH A PASSION!!!! They keep trying to give me lunches an hour after my first break when for FOUR MONTHS I've been saying "I need more time between breaks so I can pump" apparently it doesn't stick. This happens AT LEAST once a week. This Sunday and next Sunday they scheduled me to close (which means leaving there at 8:00 or 8:30 and THEN making the 30-45 minute drive home. When I tried to explain that this was not going to happen because I had to be home BY 7:00 in order to put my son to bed I was told "going to bed late once wasn't going to hurt him." When I pointed out two hours was waayyy too much for a 6 month old, especially when I have to work at 8:00 the next morning, my manager told me I had to deal with it or give notice and find another job. Anyone know of anything?!?

I'm really starting to feel isolated. With the fact that I basically work or spend time with Isaiah I don't get to see any of my friends or go out and do anything on my own. I DO NOT want to leave my son behind to do anything...I feel guilty and like a part of me is missing when I'm not with him. It's hard to put my feelings in to words in a way that makes any sense. I want the opportunity to spend time with people (other moms would be GREAT) that I have things in common with AND be able to bring Isaiah with me. That way I can socialize with people, can spend time with my son AND I won't feel like I'm stuck in some black hole somewhere....like I don't really belong in the regular world. Ugh, I'm getting REALLLLY tired and can't even explain anymore.

Doggy Love

One of my mom's dogs is rather protective of Isaiah. He got squirmy so I laid him on a blanket on the floor and Walter (the dog) was laying there watching him. A cat come wandering over and Walter jumped up to get in between Isaiah and the cat! He will also lay down right next to the (NEW! :D) playpen the entire time Isaiah's in there. Just now another cat (my mom has 6 or 7) jumped IN the playpen and Walter ran into a footrest trying to chase the cat away even though Isaiah wasn't even in there! Mom thinks Walter will probably be following Isaiah around when he starts moving around on his own.