January 24, 2016 by Heather
I can hardly believe it has been half a year since you were born. What a wonderful six months it has been, getting to know you and your sweet little self. You and your brother are the delight of my soul. I hope you always know this, even on the days when my crazy is showing all too much.
Let’s see what’s been going on in your world lately.
You and Parker both have been a little sickly with sinus infections. Yours seems to have cleared up, but his is lingering some. Your little cough was just so very sad.
You had your 6 month check-up and are growing so much!! You weight 15.5 lbs and are 28 inches tall. I fed you a bottle right after you had your shots and you spit up all over the both of us, right there in the waiting room. You little stinker.
We started feeding you solids a couple weeks ago… So far your favorite thing to eat seems to be green peas. You aren’t really into trying to sit up on your own; you much prefer to play on your stomach (you do this thing we call “swimming,” it’s the most violent leg kicking I’ve ever seen). We’ll get there, although it wouldn’t surprise me if you start crawling before you start sitting.
You are taking a morning nap and an afternoon nap, and you sleep really well at night, usually around 12 hours. Praise the Lord for all of that. PRAISE HIM.
I feel like I sound like a broken record on these monthly updates of yours, because I could write paragraph after paragraph about how darn sweet you are. I’m serious, you are so mild mannered and happy. The Lord knew exactly what this mama needed. You laugh and coo and as of today you have started doing this head shaking thing that is hysterical.
You and Parker have really started to hang out more lately. He seems to be coming into his role as a big brother, and you think he is the funniest person in the world. Seeing the two of you laugh together brings me inexplicable amounts of joy.
Lately I’ve made a point to slip into your room and watch you sleep. I remember I did that a lot with Parker — I’d just sit by the crib and watch him. I realized the other day that I had not done that so much with you, so I’m making up for lost time. I want to always remember the way your tiny self looks curled up with a blanket, softly breathing, pacifier hanging halfway out of your mouth. It is so peaceful, and I always have to remind myself that yes, the crib would crash into a thousand pieces if I tried to climb in and spoon you.
I love you, I love you, I love you, my sweet baby.
P.S. Here’s Parker’s 6-month update, which I enjoyed looking back at.