Five months! (nearly!)

On Saturday my little guy will be five months old. Five months! Where has that time gone? No, seriously.... wasn't it just yesterday that I was making trips to the FS/OB office?

Daydreamer, just like his daddy

We've just survived Jonathan's first cold. He's still a bit snotty and will cough once or twice a day but he's back to his usual self again. I should've known he was sick when he slept for 5 hours without waking, it's rare he sleeps like that. He sounded a bit congested when I brought him into our bed at about 4am and then he just got sad. And miserable. And more congested and snotty. Poor little pickle. Usually breastfeeding will fix anything, but this time it didn't and he was too congested to nurse properly which made him angry and sad. Luckily he was only sick for a few days.

Poor sick, sleepy little guy.

He's rolling both ways now and every now and then will decide to go back to belly, to back to belly and wind up rolling off his play mat. He also wriggles and kicks and squirms his way around on the floor, he's even bringing his legs up underneath himself. It looks a bit like he's trying to crawl! Slow down baby, mummy isn't ready for that just yet!

Jonathan babbles and coos and gurgles. He makes this funny little noise too, nearly like a cross between a coo and a hiss. And this month he's starting whining and whinging when he's not happy.

Happy after splashing in the shower!

We've started him on solids, he's not a fan of purees but I don't feel comfortable giving him finger foods just yet (even though daddy gave him a stalk of asparagus last night). So far he's had rice cereal, avocado, banana and pumpkin.

He's still breastfed and I still feed him to sleep. (I know, it's controversial to feed to sleep. Let alone still be feeding to sleep at this age.) He doesn't sleep well. He'll nap between 20min to 1hr30min during the day, but only in the car or in our arms. About once a week he'll nap in the pram and that's usually during the walk home from mother's group. If I time it just right he'll fall asleep as I'm walking past the cafe and I can stop and eat lunch while he naps.

We've got a good bedtime routine but he's still not a sleeper. Tony does his bath, we read two books and then I nurse him to sleep in our bed while his sleepy music is playing and after about 20mins transfer him to his cot. He sleeps in his cot for a few hours and then I bring him into our bed after his first (or second) wake up of the night. Some nights it's great, because I only briefly wake up for 1min or so when he wakes and attaches. Other nights he spends the whole night kicking me and headbutting my armpit and cooing at 3am wanting to play.

Blue eyed babe!

When he's happy he is the sweetest little boy. He's this cute, cheeky little guy who smiles at the little old ladies in our building and coos at the shop assistants when we're out. But when he's cranky or over tired, oh boy, nothing will make him happy. I have lost count the number of times I've finished the grocery shopping wheeling the pram around and carrying him because if I dare put him in the pram he'll scream and screech and arch his back until people look at me with the "what is wrong with your child" look on their face.

So much cute!

I love being a mum and I love seeing my husband being a dad. This little guy has brought so much joy to our lives and our families lives. I find it surreal that I have a photo of him as an embryo and now he's this living breathing little person, with his own personality, likes and dislikes. I wouldn't swap this for anything in the world.