Wednesday, November 7, 2018

Six months of motherhood

Pinch me, slap me, do something! Rupert is six months old and I am crying. Half a year has gone by with my little boy and I can't believe it. When people tell you they grow up fast it's hard to believe that they actually do. Newborn Ru seems only a few days ago, the little boy who could fit on my forearm and slept for 20 hours a day.




At six months Ru is teething like hell, laughing like his mom, attempting to crawl and making as much noise as he possibly can. He is starting to look more and more like his dad by the day, which I'm not sure is possible. They are practically clones of each other at this point.

Tooth number one is pretty much here, we have a little bit cut through and the other part teasing us and putting Ru in a lot of pain. Bonjela and Calpol are our life line at the moment, have it with me at all times.



I still spend all my days with Rupert whilst Harry is at work, which means a lot of bonding. I know the difference in his cries and what he needs when. Sleep routines are none existent and his milk routine is up in the air due to teething. He is very needy especially in the day and still doesn't sleep through the night, but were perfectly okay with this.

Rupert started his foods early at around four months because he was a really hungry baby and milk didn't seem to satisfy him. He has morning porridge and puree throughout the day, all meals are accompanied with finger food as we've found Ru wants to do everything himself. His favourite puree is mango and he loves sweet potato fingers and Sainsbury's cheesy stars. Finger food allows him to feed himself and we're trying our hand at Baby Led Weaning. It's working very well for us and Ru.



His favourite toys are his jumerpoo and playmat, teething rings seem to be a solid favourite and he can't sleep without his Jellycat white Reggie Rabbit. Hey Duggee on Netflix can fix pretty much any difficult situation. Pretty much calms him down and always seems to make him smile.

I am at the point where I cannot remember my life pre Ru.

We have only been to one baby class in the six months and they didn't really appeal to me. I didn't feel welcome or at ease. Rupert spends a lot of time with other adults, toddlers, babies and pets so I'm not worried about his communication development. He also has lots of interactive moments with me.

But in all honesty. It's been hard, way harder than I thought it would be. But it has been worth it, above and beyond worth it. I've got to see my little squishy grow from a tiny newborn into the cutest, cuddly, smiley baby. Being a mom has easily being the best thing I've ever done and I cannot wait for the next six months.


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