Wow, I have a 6 month old!
I might be one of the few people who thinks that:
“Damn, it really has felt like 6 months”…as opposed to, where did the time go? and “I absolutely love seeing James grow up and learn new skills”…as opposed to, I wish he would stay this tiny forever.
Sure, there are times where weeks/months fly by but I really do love seeing him develop. I get a little nostalgic when I put away the tiny baby clothes and pull out bigger ones but seeing him learn new skills on the regular is just so fun! Starting at just 4lbs 4oz, every pound gained is a victory in our books so growth (of the fat belly, wrist roll and hair variety) is celebrated.
I dream (in few hour increments) of the days that I will be able to sleep through the night again and actually think clearly without an IV drip of black coffee. That being said, even though it’s painful, there is something I love about nursing my baby in his pitch black nursery at 3am. Considering he’s been pretty ho hum about food his entire life, if he wants to wake up and eat in the middle of the night, i’m not going to deny him that…well at least for a few more months and then i’m cutting him off 😉
I am slowly incorporating “me time” back into my life with the help of my amazingly supportive husband who gets excited for “boy time” if I go away for a run/coffee date or a long weekend. Scuba diving was one of the biggest things that I wanted to bring back into my life, I missed it so much. I had one ~48hr baby-free-cation trek to the coast for 1 (supposed to be 2) days of diving. Next week, I am going away for ~4 days to attend Oiselle Bird Camp in Boone, NC. 3ish days of running, yoga, hiking, girl talk, eating, coffee, etc and I am SOOO excited. I never really did camp as a kid with the exception of girl scout overnights so this will be fun. I am going to miss my boys terribly but I know it’ll be good for Michael to get some one-on-one time and for me to get some “me time”.