5 Month Update Wednesday, Dec 24 2008 

GeekBaby is 5 months old today.  He also has a tooth just beginning to break the lower gum.

I am absolutely unprepared for him to be armed.  More armed, as he already has two strong little arms and an impossibly charming smile.  I’m so not ready for teeth too.

Today we visited friends who also have a baby boy, just a month younger than the young Geek, and it was fascinating to see the huge differences between the two.  Obviously GeekBaby is longer, heavier, and more developed – he’s the older of the two.  But GeekBaby has a lower pitched voice, less teething and far less hair, and while they’re equally demanding they have different demands.  His friend demands comfort and attention, GeekBaby demands involvement.  They’re such two different little personalities, all at 4-5 months.

At his doctor’s appointment in the beginning of the month, he weighed 18.25 pounds (and now is probably 19+) and was 27 inches long.  He can bear his weight on his legs, and tripod, and freaked out nicely from stranger anxiety for his pediatrician.  He’s started getting after our food and drinks, but isn’t sure what to do with them once he gets them.  He plays with his toys, and can roll over.  He even escaped from my mom – she left him on his floor blanket for 5 minutes, and when she got back he was gone, having rolled himself into the shadow of an armchair.

Where did my little baby go?

Life Imitating Art Imitating Life Tuesday, Dec 16 2008 

The halloween costume was more appropriate than I knew… my baby really is a viking.

You cannot feed this child, instead he takes what he wants.  Case in point, last night as I was lying down to nurse him, he wouldn’t wait for me to get pillows situated, instead he grabbed me by my nursing bra and attempted to haul my breast towards his mouth.  Seriously.  I couldn’t make this up if I tried.  Then he got angry that this method did not work as well as it does with his sippy cup*.

At least he’s not strong enough to effect movement.  Yet.

*  Yes, he’s on a sippy cup already.  He started refusing bottles when he was two months, and after a traumatic first week back at work we moved to a sippy cup and never looked back.  He likes the handles, and can maneuver it to his mouth himself.  It’s a tad creepy.

(On an unrelated note, WordPress needs a footnote feature.  Blockquote just doesn’t look quite right.)