Dear Tommy,
Tomorrow is your 7 month mark and, as always, I look back bewildered at how fast you've grown and how quickly the time has slipped away. Although, honest mother that I am, I do have to admit that this particular week has CREPT by. You've been sick with RSV and it is horrible. We took you to the emergency room on Tuesday night, where they finally diagnosed your fever and deep, painful cough. Finally today you turned a corner and the fever broke. You had me scared, housebound, and awake a lot this week.
Despite the sickness, you've had a big month. You started eating little cereal bits, grasping your thumb and pointer finger together (the "pincer" move) to pick each one up pointedly, cautiously. It took a bit for you to figure out how to get something so small into your mouth, but once you did, there was no going back. You use your top and bottom chompers to split the pieces apart, and then mostly gum them to smitherines.
You're getting stronger all the time. The bath is a wave pool now; you slosh your arms and feet in spasms, giggling and gurgling as the current splashes onto Dad and me. You still love your Exer-Saucer, and seem to finally really be using it for exercise---spinning around, jumping intently, shaking things up a bit. You also finally realized that you can CONTROL things. On the Exersaucer, you hit the monkey head button to produce sound. You do the same to your turtle toy, bending his neck so the funky music will start.
You LOVE watching other kids, especially your cousins. Will and Claudia like to play with you by bringing you toys or picking up the toys you've thrown on the ground beneath your highchair. Your eyes light up, and if you're really into the fun, you emit a crazy, quacky Donald Duck-type laugh. It's bizarre, really.
You love to nurse but your attention isn't held by Mama alone anymore. When you're eating, any little noise can distract you. You're slowly moving more towards real food, though I know for now you need our special time together.
Whenever I go out (the occasions are rare as a new mom), my heart practically bursts at the opportunity to talk about you, Tommy. I am so proud of your accomplishments already...just being you is amazing. I know it always will be.
I love you.
Mom
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