Josiah is now standing up (with support) and cruising along. He's still tentative about his new skill and seems to carefully measure every move. Very risk averse, like his mom. But also easily lured by "shiny objects" and encouragement...also like his mom! I know he'll be walking in no time, but we are in no rush for that.
Josiah loves to play, especially in his new "octagon" playpen. He loves to roll around, dump toys out of the bin onto the mat, and shove them in his mouth. He's happy as can be...until he notices that we are not paying attention to him, and he starts whining. Around the time that we introduced the playpen, he started hating his jumparoo and semi-hating his exersaucer (he can at least turn around). Now that he's tasted more freedom, he seems to resist anything to restricts him in one place.
He's starting to reach for us and seems to recognize the words "umma" and "appa", but not consistently. He still adores his nanny, Maria, and loves their daily walks outside and trips to the swing set. He really likes bathtime, but is harder to manage now that he can't stop moving and trying to touch the bathtub fixtures and toys. He's not as confident in the swimming pool, though, probably due to the colder temperature. We took him to an indoor pool this month and he was so stiff and subdued. We're going to keep trying this summer!
Josiah also cut a bunch of teeth this month, so I think he may be up to 5 (3 on top, 2 on bottom). That has meant a number of terrible nights...but also lots of toothy, scrunchy-faced grins. He smiles and laughs at lots of things, including pictures and videos of himself. He's still obsessed with our phones and is instantly calmed when in sight. He still really likes his paci too and now likes to put it in his mouth himself, but not always the right way.
Feeding is going ok. We're on to a 4 bottle (~20-24 oz) per day routine, with 2-3 puree meals in between. We're starting to dabble in puffs, cheese, and table foods, but he's slow to catch on. He's still working on his pincer grip and chewing motion. I usually find his chewed up bits on the floor. Milk is still tough - he pushes away the bottle and needs to be constantly coaxed. One day I was so excited to get 6 oz done in a short period of time...only to be rewarded with major throw-up. You can't win!
On a personal note, April 28th marked my last day of nursing/pumping. It was a hard decision to make, but it came to a point where the costs (my physical and mental well-being) outweighed the benefits. Sometimes I get sad for stopping, but for the most part it feels liberating and timely now that I'm going to start traveling for work again. Josiah doesn't seem to mind the transition to formula...and in fact, has been drinking better now than before. And honestly, the two immediate perks to this - 1) no more lugging my huge bag to/from work, and 2) finally getting to sleep in every now and then. I'm slowly chipping away at the sleep deficit I've accumulated over the months.
May is going to be a busy, busy month!!!
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