7 Months Old

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In the midst of trying to plan our future, Josie’s 7 month update was thrown on the back burner. But boy has this girl grown. Better late than never. Enjoy our photos. Because we’re too busy enjoying her.

Dear Josie,

I remember looking at your 6 month old clothes hanging in your closet and thinking: “she’s never going to get this big, I just can’t picture it.”

Well…you are THAT big. And growing. Every single day. You’re 7 months and busting through your 6 month old clothes. You’re getting chunky and fuller. Tall and lean. Boy what I’d give to have those leg muscles. You are so healthy. Breast milk has really made you grow baby girl. You are just perfect, that’s all. Just perfect.

I love how you move your fingers to scratch at everything. You love to hear your nails scratch.

I love how you suck on your bottom lip and feel your new teeth with your tongue.

I love how to try to reach for everything and anything even if that means you fall to your side and onto your belly. You don’t care. You’re on a mission to get whatever it is within reach.

You love to play with Daddy’s nipples and try to pull them off. It’s actually really funny. And even after Daddy puts on a shirt you still feel for them through his shirt.

You’ve mastered the fake cough.

You get startled over just about everything. The vacuum, the garbage disposal, the garbage trucks. When walnuts fall from our tree onto our awning. When we blow our noses…man oh man, you really don’t like that. You jump, scream, then cry until we bring you back to reality and remind you that everything is okay.

Your laugh. Oh my goodness. It is getting more and more vocal.

Your smile is contagious. Everywhere we go people compliment your beauty.

Your feet! They are on a mission! Constantly moving in every which way. They are going to really take off once you start walking. I can hardly wait.

You are sitting up all by yourself with no assistance needed.

Sadly, you had her first fall off the couch. Luckily you were okay. Our Dropcam caught it all. Daddy walked out of the room for less than 10 seconds and BAM…that’s all it took. Lesson learned. We thank the Lord you only landed on your butt and fell to your side. You did not hit your head. No bumps or bruises, thank God. All it did was scare you. And scare us. Daddy came out to find you on the floor and was so worried that he didn’t think to watch the camera footage to see just exactly what happened. Luckily, as hard as it was to watch, it gave us reassurance and saved us a trip to the ER. You were just fine minutes later.

When lying on your belly, you put your head up, look around, and then lay it down. It’s too cute.

You prefer to sleep on your belly at nighttime now.

You’re starting to wake up at least once in the middle of the night to be changed, fed and rocked back to sleep. It’s becoming quite draining for mommy and daddy. Not sure it’s the teeth or just hungry/need to be changed.

You are trying so hard to crawl. You’re scooting and going in circles.

Your feet are flat on the ground in the bouncer now.

You’ve stopped scratching at your arms and legs as much.

Your second bottom left tooth came in. And you’re drooling like crazy!

You’re teething and fussy. Barely eating a bottle in one sitting. Getting up in the middle of the night. And fussy some days all throughout the day. I can definitely tell your good days and bad days.

You now call out and will reach up for mommy and daddy.

You can hear the garage open and know that Daddy is about to come in the back door.

You will make noises to get us to pick you up.

Your hair is starting to fall to the sides and front rather than stick up because it is getting longer.

You are amazed by your little hands. And pass things from one hand to the other.

You try to suck on your feet while sitting up. It is so funny.

You really like to grasp our faces and our noses. Your nails are killer.

You’re starting to get your legs stuck in the crib slates.

Holy Poop monster! Your poop is starting to clear out a room and make mommy gag!

You stick out your tongue all the time. I truly believe that is your way of saying “hello”.

You had your first Halloween. Mommy had to work, but daddy got you dressed up and handed out candy to the kiddos. You were our chubby little pumpkin.

You’re still not eating solids or purees. You gag, spit or throw it up. I’m trying though. I think you’re starting to get a tiny bit used to apples and bananas. I’m taking it slow.

My dear Josie. I am so excited for what is to come. With you, with our growing family and our plans in progress. You have truly made this the best year of my life. I love you Toots.

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3 thoughts on “7 Months Old

  1. Oh, she is just precious! And you look amazing, friend! How are you feeling? I know your health has been up and down. Teething is my current enemy! Abby is up every 2-3 hours still, but we had a couple weeks of up every hour. Boo. Finally broke her first tooth this week.

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