Half a Year

I blinked.

Six months and you are so far from the little newborn I brought home from the hospital.

I am already kicking myself for not savoring the time more but I have learned my lesson for the future.

17 lbs 14 ounces and 28 inches of sweet baby goodness.

You are still above the 95th percentile for height, I wonder if this will continue.

I always measured large as a baby and height isn't really on my side anymore.

Everyday with you is so much fun as you are learning to explore your world.

You are grabbing anything within reach and if we give you the opportunity it goes directly into your mouth where your two teeth and gums munch on it.

You are really giggling and all Dad and I do is try to make you laugh.

Momma spent her first night away from you to go to a friend's birthday in San Diego.

It was awful for her but Daddy did such a great job with you.

I mastered pumping and driving. It was about as hilarious as you can picture it. You're welcome.

You fight sleep so badly now! If we even dare to venture near the rocker when you are drowsy you throw a serious fit.

Sometimes you are happier to just be laid down in your crib without rocking. 

That makes me so sad - you are growing up and getting independent!

We love to put our faces really close together and make each other laugh.

You think it's hilarious to try and put my nose in your mouth and it is actually pretty hard for Momma to get around it - maybe because you are tightly holding onto my hair on both sides.

You were fascinated by The Kentucky Derby and considering how much you love your pony rides on Daddy's shoulders, we are thinking you may be our little equestrian.

But truthfully, we hope not because it is expensive and dangerous.

You are sitting up and this seems to please you very much.

You are also sitting in highchairs at restaurants and this also makes you very happy.

We have had some close calls with you grabbing plates and threatening to toss them on the floor but up to this point we have managed to prevent them all.

You don't mind your car seat anymore and I think it's because you know you get to go somewhere.

I have never met a baby more well behaved in public.

You are truly our party girl and people watcher.

6 months? 6 MONTHS? 6 of the best months of my life.

Now please stop growing.

Thank you.