Has it really been seven whole months since I gave birth already? It’s astonishing how the time just keeps slipping by. We’ve been busy this month as a family and Quint is just moving and grooving these days as well. My middle child turned 3 years old this past weekend. We’ve been enjoying the outdoors here in the Bay Area all month, the lake, the beach, the parks. Quint and I also went to a topless rights celebration in San Francisco a couple of weekends ago as well. I wish we could have made it to the Improving Birth National Rally for Change on Labor Day yesterday but my local rally was an hour away and we spent the day together as a family instead.
[Quint at 7 months: Sitting, crawling, standing]
Quint is such a joy. He smiles all the time and is just a happy 19 pounder, always the center of attention at our house. His sisters give him unlimited kisses and bring him whatever they want him to play with.
He is crawling around from room to room like a real baby now, too. Well, he was a real baby before, but you know what I mean. He goes to get something, plays with it, then crawls off to find something or someone else to interact with. It’s wonderful that he has the mobility now but it means I can’t just sit him down on a blanket anymore. He’s gone! We are thinking about a gate for the stairs now so he doesn’t fall down them before he learns any better. He is very aware of the edge of the bed though and stops before he falls off when he’s awake. He still tunnels in his sleep though and sometimes topples over that 6 inches to the floor. Thank goodness we have our mattress on the floor. He’s still sleeping with me, of course. No crib for this lucky baby! (I used a crib for naps for the first child, my second refused, and we just never set it up and gave it away this time.) He loves waking up, looking around, finding me next to him, and smiling a huge smile while touching my face. It’s too adorable, priceless for words.
He’s a sturdy sitter now, goes from crawling to sitting to crawling without any issues. He spends a lot of his energy standing now, taking little wobbly steps while holding on to something, reaching for goodies on the table to slobber on. And boy does he slobber! He doesn’t have any teeth yet to keep that drool in.
He’s still pretty much exclusively breastfeeding, though we let him gum on carrot sticks and other raw foods we’re eating around him.
I think we’re going to pick up his high chair for him to sit with us at the table and gnaw on things sometime in the next month. He really enjoys tasting different things, feeling the texture in his mouth. He’s becoming a bit distracted during nursing now, always trying to reach for something while latched on, which hurts, or he’s unlatching and crawling off to go do something. I’m usually sitting there in a middle of a big letdown thinking to myself, “Hey! Get back here and focus! I’m dripping milk everywhere and you need to eat, kid!” That actually just happened as I typed that up. And now he wants more because he didn’t drink enough and he’s cranky. So predictable.
As for me and my postpartum self, things are pretty good. I am a little lighter than I’d like to be, weight wise, but I feel healthy and strong. I weigh exactly one hundred pounds (down to the ounce) more than my baby. How odd is that? Also, I am thankful that my hair has finally stopped falling out by the handfuls. I have never shared this photo before but really, this is how much hair I lost. LOOK HOW HUGE AND GROSS/COOL THAT PILE OF MY HAIR IS!
I was pulling out the compostables from my bathroom trash to put in our bin and the pile of hair just kept growing and growing that I decided to take a photo. I really appreciated my lovely, full bodied, healthy hair during pregnancy. I didn’t shed at all and it was wonderful. But I lost so much hair after each baby was born, starting around 3 months and shedding for a few months that it’s a bit annoying. It gets everywhere – in my baby’s fingers and toes, in the shower, on clothes, in our food. Gross! Thank goodness it’s calming down now. I have new hair sprouting that looks pretty funny, inch long stubby tufts in my bangs, but I’m glad it’s coming back.
Okay, that’s enough for today. We are trying to get ready to go to the beach. Have a wonderful rest of your day!
What was your baby up to at 7 months? Did you shed in your postpartum period?
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