Blogging while B sleeps next to me, haven't done this in a while! Usually I'm out, out, out until he wakes. I brought him in bed with me night before last because he scratched his sweet forehead to pieces and I wanted to prevent him from doing more damage.
He slept well, probably because we kicked J onto the futon he slept on in college which he refuses to get rid of. If I could drag that thing down the stairs and to the curb I would. That one good night netted me lots of sleep, and B did well last night too.
Found out B was exposed to pertussis, no maybe about it anymore. I'm so glad I went to the doctor as soon as I suspected he was sick. Even though he is vaccinated he hasn't had the full course and pertussis is not something to mess around with.
B is two months away from six months old. Six months seems so big, too big, half a year already. He has mastered shrieking, goodness has he. He shrieks for every emotion: happy, sad, mad, frustrated. Our ears are hurting, but we always laugh when he does it. Pterodactyl baby!
We bought a seat that attaches to one of our dining room chairs so he can hang with us at dinner, gnaw on baby spoons and carrots. I'm glad we chose this instead of a high chair, hopefully it works out for us. I like that I can set it on the floor too. He loves smacking the tray with his hands and toys. I don't think I will be starting solids in two weeks. It's more work for me and he's happy with mama milk.