My Baby is Six Months Old!

Minutes after being born, and at six months
with a pillowcase hat.

Would someone please explain to me how this happened? Last time I checked, I was still whining over being almost forty-two weeks pregnant! Of course, when I woke up this morning I knew I wasn't pregnant (or at least I think) but tiptoed into my son's room to find him sprawled out on his blankets- six months old. I just can't get enough of his cuddles and drooly kisses. I hate when I can tell he's in discomfort (those little teeth just need to poke on through already). He has great hand-eye coordination and is desperately trying to crawl. He is such a happy, relaxed baby and I feel so blessed to have him in our life.

Of course, this also marks six months of being parents. I don't think I could have a better partner than Parker. He's taken to fatherhood so naturally and is a calming influence on me when I realize I can't control everything. How am I so lucky to love and be loved by such a great man? Miles is a lucky boy to have him as a dad.

As for me- well, of course sometimes I struggle with the aforementioned control issues. Sometimes I feel as if it's an impossible feat to accomplish everything I need to in a day. I often need to remind myself of what is most important- the health and happiness of my family; everything falls into place after that.

I love my little family!
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