Half a year has already passed with you. 6 months.
For some reason 6 months seems like the time when I have to let your newborness go.
You aren’t making that hard to do with all the moving you’re doing.
Yep, you crawl.
Yes, I am proud of you...but there is a part of me that wishes you would just be helpless a little while longer.
Also, baby proofing is stressful.
Now that you can move everything could be a choking hazard and a potential surface for bonks.
With this new found freedom, sister has taken it as her cue to get physical. It’s like she knows you can handle it and wrestle hugs you any chance she gets.
Warms my heart she loves having a buddy.
Today at storytime at the library we swear she was a little proud showing you off. She keep hugging and kissing you and trying to move you back closer to us when you would crawl away. She is your keeper. She loves you so.
So you crawl. Kind of can’t get over it.
You sit too but are still tipsy.
It’s fun to see things you want and to watch you go for them. Over pillows, other toys..you know what you want and can get there fast.
You also have pulled yourself to standing! 6 months old and you stand holding onto stuff.
You have super human baby strength.
Favorite toys seem to be anything Nova may want to play with (shocker), empty cardboard film boxes, plastic (you’re not allowed), our feet, shoes and little plastic babies. I love watching you suck on their heads like you are a giant.
You also want to eat. I am trying not to let you, but it’s hard since you try to grab everything.
BFing is just so much easier..and less messy. Sigh.
So far you have tried banana (your first food!), avocado, mango, applesauce, carrots and the other day you were pounding the peach and mango soft serves from our favorite vegan place in Laguna Beach. “More! More!”, your eyes said.
Even in your most tired or most cranky moments, if I look at you you’ll smile.
You are not much of a cuddler unless you are drinking or sleeping. Constantly giving us the arm-bar wanting to face out and see what all the fuss is about.
You will walk around cheek to cheek with me. Love.
Lots of talking...or I should say grunting. You are such a little bear cub.
After our Utah trip we headed up to Big Sur for a wedding I was shooting. You adjusted so well to all the different sleeping arrangements.
The funniest part is us still dragging your swing everywhere for you to sleep in.
Any day you are going to grow out of that thing. The seat belt is getting tighter and tighter.
You still sleep most of the night on me, in my arms or next to me. Love having you close to me all night long.
You search around for my hand when you are eating and grasp onto my finger. TIGHT. Everytime you eat you do this now. Wanting to hold my hand. I die.
You are proudly wearing 6 month sized clothes and looking mighty handsome in whatever you have on.
Sister calls you baby brother and buddy most of the time. I probably call you sweet boy the majority of the time and I think dad calls you buddy a lot...but I can’t be sure.
You don’t like wind, especially cold wind--freaked us out at Pfeiffer Beach a couple weeks ago hyperventilating in the cool beach wind.
You are such a light. Smiling your squinty smile at anyone who cares to look.
I can’t look at you enough or kiss you enough or tell you I love you enough.
My favorite is waking up next to you. After a long night of teething and eating and getting comfortable...you start waking up before you even open your eyes. You stretch, rub your eyes (like crazy), grunt and then slowly, so slowly open your sleepy eyes. When our eyes meet, you smile. You aren’t surprised to see me inches from your face. I can tell you expect it. Like if I wasn’t there you would wonder, but having me there is what makes sense. Then we wake up together, smiling some more, talking and me kissing your neck while giving you my mama bear grunt.
For the last few months we have this thing were I help you throw your arms around my neck while I say, “hug hug hug hug hug!”, with one of your cheeks against mine, and then we switch and do the other side. You smile your big open mouth slobbery smile. Your eyes shining.
Loving you and caring for you is such a blessing.
I just love you so much,