Dear Otis 7 Months

Dear Otis,

Let’s be honest- you are getting old. I mean, your dad and I keep looking at you and saying “that’s not a baby, that’s a boy!” It is astonishing how much you have grown up already.


For starters, you now have very clear opinions on things. You will contentedly chew on a steamed carrot or quesadilla (insert any food item), but as soon as the tiniest piece breaks off in your mouth you sputter, cough, make faces, and generally make it ridiculously clear that you only ever plan to swallow breast milk.  We read you loud and clear, but we will win this battle.


You let us know how much you love to be jostled about with huge grins and tiny giggles when you are tossed in the air and when you ride the horsey (our knees). You communicate with us very well without words.

Your dad text me this photo with the caption "Please dadda, may I have another horsey ride.  And get those f'n avocados out of my cheez whiz."
Your dad text me this photo with the caption “Please dadda, may I have another horsey ride. And get those f’n avocados out of my cheez whiz.”

That said, words have begun creeping into your babble. I wouldn’t say you’ve had a first word yet because they are random and not attached to any meaning, but you do say mama, dada, baba, Allah, and bob. Bob is my favorite.

Your movements are now more deliberate. You roll over when you want to, instead of accidentally. I think you knew this blog post was coming because just this week you started rolling from your back to your tummy. You definitely snuck that in under the 7th month wire. It’s so much fun to watch you roly poly around!


You are also “sitting up.” The quotations are there because there are conditions:

1. Someone must put you in said sitting position and get you balanced perfectly.

2. You only last between 2 and 30 seconds before toppling over, depending on how soon you decide to reach for a toy that’s far away.

The good news is that you don’t mind falling down.


This month you’ve also started to mimic us. When dad makes clucking noises, you make clucking noises. When mom bangs blocks together to make a noise, you do the same. So much fun!


Our goal for this coming month is to get you to sleep without the swaddle, or at least with your arms out. Darn those crazy arms of yours. When we leave them unswaddled they invariably wake you up. I’ll tame those beasts yet!


Well, little dude- month 7 has been incredible.  You just keep getting more awesome to hang out with. I can’t wait to see what you have in store for us next. I love you so much!


P.S. I almost forgot . . . you got your first tooth this month and you didn’t even let it bother you.


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