I am in fact writing this 10 days late and back posting so I look like I have some bit of my life in order! Having you and your sister is one of the sweetest things to have happened to me but never before have I felt so incredibly unorganized and forgetful.
You my boy, are 6 months old. You are sitting up for much longer periods of time by yourself, without assistance. Six months and right on track!
You smile the sweetest smiles and still have a beautiful toothless grin. That is one of my favorite baby things....smiles with no teeth. But those little white nubbins are coming fast and strong. The drool is relentless! And your otherwise sweet disposition has at times been drastically altered. What else can be attributed other than teething! Not to mention your even stronger desire to chew ANYTHING!!
We are onto mixing your foods for a more blended taste. But boy you are loving the sweets. Fruits are so right up your alley, but the veggies...not so much! We're working on it, because I know you need those veggies to be the pro athlete your dad wants you to be.
In addition to the mixing of food mush, we are giving you bits of cheerios and puffs...and are you a gagger! Tongue out and everything. The sounds are horrendous but lend me a good laugh!
You weighed 18 pounds and 13 ounces at your 6 month appt. Your height is in the 95th percentile at 28 inches. You are NOT small but you are oh so cute. You regularly wear 12 months clothing and sport it quite well I might add!
You've always been a champ at tummy time, but now have the tendency to rise up with your arms fully extended and balance on your feet at the same time....for those yoga people out there he's doing plank pose. I foresee crawling in the very near future, yes I do.
You definitely have a temper, and aren't afraid to show it if I don't get myself cracking to your wishes. You are patient, but oh, there is a limit. Of course I should know that already, but I get too used to your laid back sweetness and forget that there is some Latino in your blood. Let alone Irish in there too. OY!
About mid-december you started at school three days a week like your sister. I have to say it has been really good for you. On Thursdays when you, me and Emmy are home, you are so much less fussy, and seem more content. But that could be your age as well. Your teachers love your disposition too. I know your Oma misses seeing you, and you her. You both have a special bond from her caring for you those months.
You are only becoming more and more my precious little boy. So different yet so similar to your sister, my little girl. It is amazing how God creates beings that can pull so strongly within one's heart. We've only known each other a short time. And to think God loves me more than I love you. Unfathomable.
In six short months you will be one, my little turtle. I can't wait to see what each day holds until then.
I love you, baby boy.
Your Momma
1 comment:
Just want to say--I feel your pain on the disorganized and forgetful thing: that is MY LIFE. I am trying to shed the guilt over doing things late and just do them whenever I can. I'm sure you will someday be so grateful to have these records, no matter how late you wrote them! :)
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