The Telford Family: SIX Months

No, no, no. Can time please slow down???

Quincy is six months old. Six months. That is half a year! He is really not acting like a baby much anymore. He is interested in everything and wants to touch it all, and taste it as well. It is hard to get a picture of him because he moves so much that I can't capture the quick movements. Most of the time my pictures end up with a blur of hands or feet, often the hands in front of the face.

At our six month checkup we discovered Quincy has an ear infection. We also discovered that he had lost a little bit of weight. Not much. When we went in a week before for the eye infection he weighed 15.8 lbs and one week later he weighed exactly 15.0 lbs. Last week Q had clothes on and this week they weighed him in just his diaper. He did have the stomach virus though, so it is very likely that he did lose a little weight. We are going to keep a close eye on this. For his stats: 15.0 lbs, which puts him in the 10th percentile. For height, he is 26 inches and in the 45th percentile. Except for the minor weight loss, which I think was totally due to the stomach virus, Q is following the upward curve for growth. He is small but he is growing consistently, which is what the doctors look for.

Lately he has been Tarzan. He literally balls his little hands into tight fists and pounds his chest. All the while his feet are kicking like a little froggie. He has grabbed both Jack and Bella's back legs and held on. Both dogs looked at me like, "what is going on?" but were very well behaved and waited patiently until Q let them go. Last night Quincy grabbed Jacks whiskers and hair. Jack stood very still until Q let go.

He can almost sit up by himself but not yet. When he is on his tummy, he waves and kicks and scooches forward some. I know that scooch is not a word. But you understand, right? Thought so. He splashes so much in the bathtub, I can tell that he is going to love swimming. He is also really interested in television. Bright and movement I guess...or his fathers genes. He likes to watch Baby Einstein videos and John insists that he is close to saying "ma". He does just love to "talk" loudly at times. Sometimes he is in his car seat, all back there alone, talking away. Sometimes he speaks directly to you.

As you probably know Quincy has had RSV. This past week alone he got an eye infection, stomach virus, and ear infection. And he still didn't complain...at least for a guy, he didn't act like he was dying. We had a couple of hard days but I think that we are doing much better. One little problem has emerged though: separation anxiety. This started last week. When he was so sick with the stomach virus, he just wanted to be held. We wanted to hold him, anything that would make him feel better. Now that he is feeling better, he still wants to be held all the time. He will scream at the top of his lungs and the second that you put your hands on him, he stops and smiles. Hands off: screaming....hands on: silence. This has been a struggle for us because we don't' want to spoil him, however we want him to know that we will always be there for him. The following pictures are of us while he was sick. Even though it was hard for us to see Quincy sick, it was a sweet sweet time. It forced us to stop everything and hold Quincy. What is better?

Quincy isn't a big fan of naps. He likes cat naps, but not real naps. John and I both remember not liking to take naps when we were little. I was really insistent that Quincy would get enough sleep because we've both seen over and over with other kids that get enough sleep are much happier children. I got Q from daycare at 3 today. I dropped him off at 8am and he had taken no naps between 8 and 3. He had just had a bottle so I was thinking, ah, nap time. Think again. He would not go to sleep. So I finally gave in after trying everything that I knew to do...and he was as happy as a lark from about 4:30 until he went to bed at 8.