The last couple weeks have been hard on Moriarty. He had another round of vaccinations. He is getting his second tooth even though average is one a month starting around 6 months. The teething makes him fussy from pain and very very drooly. His sleep is somewhat off because he's going through 4 month sleep regression. Simply put, his brain is learning how to sleep with adult sleep cycle patterns instead of baby ones. This seems like poor timing to me because he is still a baby and they already kind of suck at sleeping! He's gotten too fat, I mean beautifully plump and baby-shaped, for his bassinet so he's graduated to the flat crib of the pack-n-play. That transition was easily, thankfully.
The last big mark against him has been his formula. We were buying super ultra mega healthy British formula with no corn or soy sugars. But the website that was selling it to us in the US went down about a month ago and we ran out. There were a couple other sites but they all charged twice as much. We put him on the fanciest American formula and it gives him this frightening blueish poop that looks like drywall mud and smells like a corpse. His belly hurts, he has more painful gas, he arches his back when he eats. It's been really hard on him (and our noses). I decided it was worth the cash for him to feel and smell good again so I've ordered more of the good stuff, and e-mailed the original company. Moriarty's belly is worth it.
We've been doing a lot of hacking for baby stuff. He got his first trip to Home Depot, the epicenter of all that is good in the world. We made him a mirror wall with a baby-sized railing to support himself. We're also playing around with mobiles and using our new 3D printer to make stuff. I made him a Calderesque mobile with platonic solids as the decorations. I still need to add the low RPM motor and build it a housing, then I'll hang it over the changing table.
The high points are his increasing giggliness, enjoyment of facing forward when we walk around the neighborhood, and power over tummy time. The giggles are so precious. We'll try to get some new videos. He giggles when I kiss his belly, or blow on his butt while I change his diaper, or blow raspberries in his face. As he's gotten older he's just gotten happier and gigglier overall. We are going to the Farmer's Market every Sunday and Moriarty is getting to know the booth operators, and the staff at our local coffee shop. I think his favorite part of the last couple of weeks is his increased rolling skills. He has never been a fan of tummy time, but now when I put him on his tummy (for his own good!) he can just roll himself over. The mommy thwarting has begun! I couldn't be prouder.