At seven months, my boy is absolutely amazing. He is happy, alert, playful, fun, totally chill, easy going. I want to hold on to this stage forever. I want to put it in my pocket even as he grows and changes, and pull it out now and then.
Drum, who goes by Bro at home about 85% of the time now, has become a strong sitter. I don't leave him sitting alone without a boppy because he does have a tendency to topple, and not very gracefully. Somehow he falls face first and one of these days he's going to smash his nose just right! He very recently started pushing up a bit when he's on his belly, but he still can't roll from tummy to back. And he only rolls back to tummy going left.
We introduced solids this month. The day he turned 6 months, we celebrated with some mashed bananas. He was a little unsure about the eating process at first, but quickly caught on. So far there isn't anything he hasn't liked. He's also had carrots, green beans, black beans, peas, avocado, watermelon, and a little taste of ice cream. He can also hold his own bottle, which was news to me. I never give him a bottle because I have boobs, but the other night he was still hungry after I had nothing left to offer, so I made him a small bottle. He grabbed it and put it to his mouth and blew me away. It makes sense he would be able to - he has really good dexterity - but suddenly he seemed really old to me. He tried his sister's sippy cup recently, too, but only played with it. He didn't figure out how to get any water from it.
He's become a great sleeper. He takes 2-3 naps a day, and sleeps about 10 hours at night, always on his tummy. He's become pretty noisy. No real babbling yet, but he sceeches and yells and giggles. He loves to suck on his bottom lip. He's wearing 12 month clothes. His hair is such a light blond that he looks bald. He sits in a high chair and loves his jumperoo. We put his activity mat away because that is so two months ago. And, in monumental milestones, we sold the exercise ball in a garage sale yesterday. I sat on that ball for seemingly endless hours during maternity leave and beyond because it was the only way he would sleep. I hated that ball. We don't need it anymore, and it felt so good to get rid of it.
Life is a bit overwhelming right now. I started a new job that has thrown our home life into a bit of a tizzy, and in general having two parents with full-time jobs and two young kids is hard. But it's also a wonderful time. I know I'll look back on this craziness fondly.
Edited to add:
Drum is still outpacing Mo in height and weight - she was smaller than him at every stage so far. But, as I said on Instagram, she had more hair and teeth than he does! Still no teeth for Bro.