Just in case you were wondering, I thought I'd announce that I am no longer oppressing my son with the expectations and accessories of infancy -- yeah, right. But he is now seven months old and there have been some changes.
We stopped swaddling him at night -- cold turkey, just set him down unwrapped. And after I actually tried it a few times, I discovered that in fact he can sit up on his own very well -- sorry Izzy, should have tried it sooner! And -- here's a biggie -- we've given him solid food. He was wary of his first food, mashed avocado, but he's enthusiastic about the mashed banana. (You can see photos of first contact in his photo album.)
So is he on the road to adulthood already? Thankfully, no. He's still sleeping in our room, because even unswaddled he cries out at night and needs a reassuring pat or two from his dad. (I don't think he sleeps any better unswaddled, but at least we don't have to re-swaddle him several times a night after he breaks his bonds.) And he still has no teeth! Nothing like bare naked gums to signify baby. I'm glad he's not growing up too fast after all.
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