DEAR LIAM // 7 MONTHS

Liam turned 7 months on the 1st! I can’t believe my baby is over half way to one year old! He is sitting up on his own which he loves and is getting into everything, even climbing stairs! Hello again baby gates! Didn’t we just put them away?? Liam loves getting into anything Jack is currently playing with. Jack does a pretty good job with it but we hear a lot of “Noooo Weeam!!” around here. I’m sure this is just the beginning.

I am still breastfeeding but have significantly reduced over the past month. Now that I’m back to work full time and he is preferring bottles, we are supplementing with formula. I still pump once a day and typically get one bottle out of that and then breastfeed at night too. I’m thrilled to have made it this far though! We started supplementing with formula when Jack was 3 1/2 months and he was completely done at 6 months. This time around with Liam, we didn’t need to supplement until I introduced food at 5 1/2 months. I’m proud of that since breastfeeding was never easy for me. Plus look at those rolls! 🙂  You can tell this kid loves to eat and is not picky either!

We took him to Hillarry Pitts for photos and she loved Liam’s nicknames, they include honey bear, chunky monkey, chunky boy, sweetie, Liam brother…  just to name a few.

He is currently cutting his 4th tooth so the past 2 weeks have been rough in the sleep department. He cries every hour almost and sometimes it sounds like he is in pain. Poor guy. We have given him Tylenol or Ibuprofen but it’s hard to tell if it even helps. Other times he just wants to nurse or be held. Right around Christmas we decided there would be no more sleeping in Mommy and Daddy’s bed. He did pretty good with it until the top 2 teeth started coming in (sigh). I’m hoping for some more restful nights when the 4th one comes in! Hope is all I got at this point. Well and coffee. ha

Lately when I pick him up from daycare he has been reaching out to me, all smiles, and big open kisses. It’s hands down the best part of being a Mama!

Here’s my letter to Jack when he was 7 months old.