Six months yesterday. Six months of smiling at him. Six months of finally using those parts of my brain reserved for motherhood (motherhood parts of the brain are found smashed betwix the parts for bird-calling and syncronized swimming). Six months of loving on a brand new, custom made human being.
As always, I'm at a loss for words.
Our lives are so different now. And I want desperately for all of this to be easy for us, but it's not. It's so complicated and difficult. And rewarding.
So, what can he do at six months?? Does he have teeth? No. Is he crawling yet? No. Is he at least getting up on all fours? No. Have you started feeding him solids? No. Is he sleeping through the night? No. Has he stopped throwing up all the time? No.
But he's SO beautiful :)
And perfect :)
And right where he should be with all of his gross and motor development. And he smiles A TON. He is so happy!
He's putting EVERYTHING in his mouth...even my face, if I let him :) He's scooting backwards during "tummy time". He's using his voice all day long...especially the shrieks and screams. He loves the bath. And the dogs...he LOVES the dogs! I'm a little worried for Indy and Chuck once Kep can get around on his own, though they love getting close to him too!
Kep's eyes are still blue/grey. His legs are ham hocks. His hair is long enough to style :) Sometimes he sports a faux-hawk, if the mood strikes :) He is very strong, for such a little babe.
He's very needy. Not sure if it's exacerbated with the coming of teeth, but his neediness lately is much greater. He's been nursing every couple hours during the night. That could very well be due to a growth spurt too. Whatever it is, it's difficult.
Motherhood, thus far, is the most difficult, most rewarding thing I've ever done.
4 comments:
Amen.
And happy half-birthday, Kep! I can't wait to pinch your cheeks in person!
Congrats again--not just on your lad but on your wonderful attitude.
Oh, and you can hardly claim to be at a loss for words when you've just written something so apt as:
"(motherhood parts of the brain are found smashed betwix the parts for bird-calling and syncronized swimming)"
What a great smile! He's learning the power of that smile and of laughing and shrieking.
The teething thing may not be fun. There's lots of drool and crankiness. Frozen wet washcloths can do wonders.
It may not be bad. I don't remember it being awful with my boy, but I knew quite a few mothers who are being driven crazy by their unhappy babies, who mouths hurt.
Beautiful baby!
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