The past 3 weeks have been filled with illnesses: a horrible 2 week long cold, an ear infection, and a mysterious rash that developed after the ear infection. Luke has now been sick a total of 7 times since he started daycare. I look forward to a HEALTHY summer. I personally don't know how much more I can take, as I have gotten 6 out of 7 of his bugs. Little man is a trooper, though. Through all of it, he's still been a really happy baby.
Luke had his 6 month check up a few weeks ago and weighed in at a whopping 16 pounds. He's still in the 15th percentile for height (24 inches) and weight. He's growing consistently, so that's what really matters.
My dad came to visit for a few days. He even took care of Luke for an entire day while David and I were at work. So much better than daycare! It was really great to see them together. Luke loves his Granddad!
As you can see, we got Luke some shades, and much to our surprise he actually enjoys wearing them! I just love the look on his face in this next picture. It's not the most flattering expression, but funny nonetheless.
Luke officially grew out of his infant tub and is into the inflatable tub. Now bath time is even more fun because there is room for toys!
We are really enjoying Luke's ability to sit! Hopefully the bald spot on the back of his head will finally grow some hair now and the flat spot will fill out:)
We've been trying new foods. He loves applesauce, sweet potatoes, carrots, bananas, peaches and cereal. Avocados, though, are not a hit. Check out his reaction in this video:Finally, a few words about sleeping. I officially resign myself to the fact that my 6.5 month old cannot sleep through the night yet. We have tried the Ferber "crying it out" method twice. The first time, we were on day 3 when the 2 week cold followed by an ear infection followed by a rash hit. We had to abort our mission as it seemed cruel to allow a really sick baby to cry hysterically for hours (because he cries for HOURS). The second time was this past weekend. He woke up at midnight and we let him cry for an hour before he finally fell asleep... for only an hour. He then cried for another hour, slept for an hour, and repeated this pattern until 7am. When I finally went to get him at 7am I discovered- to my horror- that he was covered in red spots. All night long I had been telling myself what the books say- that he was fine and that crying wouldn't hurt him. We had been checking on him through the night but in the dark the spots weren't visible. So, when I finally saw the spots in the morning my guilt was immeasurable. Now, it turns out the spots aren't a big deal but I didn't know that that morning! The point is, I give up on the crying it out method. I'm just going to let it ride for a while and keep getting up to feed him in the middle of the night. At least for now. I haven't had a good night's sleep in longer than I can even remember so what's another month or two? Ha. That must be the sleep deprivation talking:)
