I can’t believe it’s already been half a year with this muffin. People always tell you to enjoy every moment, because it goes by so quickly. What no one mentions is that these fleeting moments are made up of so many long, frustrating ones. It’s when you look back that you realize your mind was in some sort of a haze, just grasping for the next milestone, the next breath of air.
With each milestone the journey gets easier and harder at the same time. I couldn’t wait for S to be able to hold his neck up on his own so I could set him down in an exersaucer. I failed to realized that once this happened, I could not longer leave him to quietly play in a reclining position. I knew that once he could roll over on his own, I could breathe a sigh of relief and stop worrying so much about SIDS. But now that he can roll over, he can’t stop – even when he is super tired and just needs to fall asleep.
His eyes have gone from gray to blue, but he still tucks in his lower lip. He’s as chill as he ever was, but now he can giggle, make new sounds – we have video of him actually saying MAMA! He loves mimicking out movements, concentrates deeply on new toys and is fascinated while watching other children play.
The next steps are to get him to sit up on his own and eat – not just play – with solid foods.
Clothes are beginning to look cuter and more adult-like on him. I even have him in an ironic t-shirt and skinny jeans. I made a hipster baby. Who have I become?
Taking a look at old photos is bringing on all the feels.
Happy 6 months, my love. I’m excited and terrified for the next 6 to come!