Sunday, 25 January 2015
Sam Sunday #62: Seven Months Old
It's been a while since I've written a personal post. Life on maternity leave has continued much as normal, with lots of walks round the park and playing. Giles turned seven months on Thursday, and it's in this last month that I've really seen some changes.
The first change is how mobile he is. Giles has always been mobile (even as a newborn he could roll over), and he started to crawl at five months, but now he is so fast and can get pretty much anywhere. He is also pulling himself up to standing against everything, cruising sideways along the sofas, and today I found out that he can actually climb the stairs. We're spending a lot of time baby-proofing our house at the moment, but it's worth it as being mobile has made him so happy. Giles was never a contented baby, no matter what we did, but now that he can go wherever he wants, whenever he wants, he is much happier. I think this is what he has wanted ever since he was born!
His personality is really starting to show now, too. Looks-wise, he is all Tom, but several people are commenting that his personality is more like mine. Like me, he is very determined, and doesn't give up when there's something he really wants to do (like climb the stairs). Some may even go so far as to call it stubborn, but there's nothing wrong with a bit of persistence in life! He's also getting more into playing with his toys now, and has learned to wave and clap, which is very cute. He's into his food, especially now he has six teeth to chew it with.
The main issue is what it has always been - sleep. Naps have always been a disaster, and not much is improving. When I put him down for a nap in the day, he will sleep for a maximum of 20 minutes and then wake up still tired and crying, wanting me to hold him while he goes back to sleep. The nights are getting better (apart from the teething nights), but you would never describe him as a good sleeper. I dream of getting a full night's sleep, just once! But now that we have had seven months of poor sleeping, Tom and I are taking a more philosophical approach - he has to sleep through eventually, and until then we are just taking it one night at a time.
There's big changes coming up for both of us though - in two weeks time I return to work and I've got such mixed feelings about it. I do genuinely enjoy my job (teaching) and I'm looking forward to the mental challenge and to do something that I find very rewarding. But at the same time I know I'll miss Giles like crazy, and it's going to be hard to accept that someone else will be doing all of the little things I am used to doing with him during the day. At the moment, I'm just planning to make the most of these last two weeks.
How has your week been?