I cannot believe that our Little Man is 7 months old. He’s practically at university! I really don’t know where the time is going.

In the past month he’s taken to sitting up without support, talking in gibberish all the time, laughing like a loon and reaching out for everything.  Just the other day he used his growing strength to break the gold chain that I wear all the time. (Won’t be getting that fixed until February – damn you, No Spend January!)

He’s awake for longer periods of time and is always looking for something to entertain him.  He engages with people more now and he’s got a real little spunk to him.

He’s moving himself around now – sure, it’s not crawling it’s more of a back shuffle but he’s mobile. He rolls over and stretches and reaches for anything and everything.  We’ve started letting him sleep without his sleep bag which has resulted in some humorous visits to his cot to see what position he’s gotten himself into.

He has clear favourites when it comes to his toys. He loves his John Deer Mega Blocks tractor that my parents got him for Christmas but doesn’t like the rocker any more. He loves spending time in his jumperoo while looking out the window.  We’ve had to shorten the straps on it because he’s gotten so much bigger.

He’s eating solids 3 times a day and I’m starting to worry that we’re not feeding him properly (he has 3 solid meals and 4 bottles a day) so I’m doing some research in to what we should be doing. (I think we need to start introducing him to finger food…)  In the past month we’ve given him banana, pineapple, bread and started teaching him how to drink from a cup.

I love that he now reaches for you when he wants to be picked up or just cuddled. I’m no longer afraid to have a nap with him and so we’ve started to enjoy a little shut eye during the day.  (He’s definitely a lot better at it then I am!)

He’s firmly in size 0 clothing now and it’s been really sad to see him grow out of the clothes that I’ve loved.  I’m also slowly learning that he doesn’t need 40 outfits, just 5 to 7. (Resisting the urge to buy him clothes though is still a hard battle! Why do they make baby clothes so cute!) He’s learned how to take his shoes off, which now means we have to be vigilant when he leaves the house in shoes. (There’s been a few close calls when it comes to losing them!)

He’s taught himself how to remove his pacifier and put it back in his mouth. It’s a handy skill to have, I just wish he hadn’t also taught himself that he can throw the pacifier to the other side of the room.  (Nothing like looking for a pacifier at 3am in the morning to wake you up!)

He watches everything. He’s particularly taken with George and I love the way he never takes his eyes off her. (Which is a smart habit to develop because she’s going to be trouble once he starts moving with food in his hands!) When she barks he gets the attack of the giggles.

I love watching him sleep an his little hands. I spend a lot of my time just thinking about what kind of man he will grow into and what he’ll do with his life.

His hair is getting darker, but there doesn’t seem to be any more being added to his big noggin. He has the most amazing eyelashes. I could watch him smile all day everyday. It just melts my heart.

He’s just so amazing and I love him more and more every day. When he first arrived on the outside HUBBY used to say all the time that he couldn’t remember what life was like before the Little Man.  At the time I used to think he was nuts because I could certainly remember what it was like to be carefree and footloose. But now, I can’t remember what life was like and I don’t want to. Sure sometimes it would be nice to just get up and go, but there’s no way on this planet that I would ever trade that for awesome that is life with him in it.

I’m so blessed to have him in my life and I never want to forget that! Ever!