At five months, Pickle:
~ smiles freely at everyone, but still reserves the most exuberantly joyful ones for us.
~ has started to roll to the right, from his tummy to his back.
~ is teething and has very swollen upper gums 😦
~ has not slept in his bassinet, during the day, for the last two weeks. I am still the best mattress, but the stroller and the carseat will also suffice. If he has to. And not for long.
~ is so clingy that even laying him down for a nappy change sets off the tears. How dare I let him out of my arms! So far, Tiny is dealing with my permanent accessory very well, but I’m feeling the effects of having no one-on-one time with my biggest. I’m also developing a rather Nadal-esque right bicep.
~ was weighed by Plunket and has slipped from the 50th percentile to the 25th. I’m not concerned, but I am confused – he feeds so often, and is deliciously chubby in all the right places.
~ loves to chomp on his hands, bat at things hanging from his play gym, and be pulled to a sitting position.