It is hard to believe that 7 months have flown by so quickly. I was just thinking yesterday about how I don't feel like I enjoy Harry as much as I did Jack. I know it is different with the second, especially with a small age gap. But I always feel like Harry fits in around my work/errand/schedules and I don't really get to relax with him, go to any baby classes etc.
Harry is desperate to crawl and is getting incredibly frustrated that he can't join in when Jack is roaring around or playing with his toys. Often in the morning I can hear Jack say "No, Harry!" and I know it is because he is grabbing something that Jack is probably playing with. He is just so inquisitive and wants to be involved in everything!
He still loves to jump in his jumparoo, he loves to bath and now pulls himself up on the side (!!). He enjoys sitting outside and watching Mani & Jack kick the ball. He is always smiling when we are out and is a happy, cheerful baba. He loves a cuddle and often nestles into my shoulder or neck. It makes me smile every time. It is so precious.
I often get frustrated if I want to get things done, for example, write this blog post. Harry has woken three times this evening while I write this and it is hard. But I just remind myself that he is so small still and just wants cuddles or boob. Soon, he will be like Jack and he won't be a baby anymore. These days are fleeting, they go by in an instant. Yes, they are trying, they are tiring but I keep telling myself to ENJOY them. Soak them up. Breathe them in. Coffee and a shed load of biscuits always helps!
Harry - I love you my boy. We all do, so very much. You are simply gorgeous and we love watching you grow each day.