In just a few short days, my itty bitty tiny delicate newborn will no longer be any of those things. How quickly 6 months came up on us! Half of a year is behind us, and with it came so many precious milestones that I’m clinging to with utmost importance. Henry has grown with leaps and bounds in every way. He’s dazzling me every day and I’m just in complete awe of his perfection.
I know I’ve said this before, and I know that every parent thinks their child is the best baby on earth. But I seriously have zero complaints about this kid. He’s just miraculous. He’s adorable and perfect and has the most big and beautiful blue eyes. His blonde hair is coming in thicker and in a cute mohawk pattern. He’s such a great nighttime sleeper (10-12 hours a night) and is even sleeping some-to-most of the night in his own room now. (Of course, I still bring him into bed after 5-7 hours so that we can get our snuggle time in). He’s so smiley and SO happy. He loves to jump in his Jumperoo, go for walks in the stroller, go places in the carrier/be worn everywhere, look at and pet the dogs, see horses, grab our faces and give us big open mouthed soggy kisses. He nurses so well, but drinks from a bottle equally as well with no fusses. He’s started daycare a few weeks ago and just loves the kids there, and seems to be having the time of his life.
He’s not fussy, he never cries for no reason. He’s all smiles and giggles and is just so damn pleasant to be around. I can’t even imagine living without him. He’s my world. He’s getting ready to start swimming lessons, he’s pretty close to being able to sit up on his own, and he’s thinking about crawling. He’s a lover of life already, and just the most precious creation I’ve ever known.
Life is so tremendously busy nowadays. Weekdays are filled with work, chores, scrambling to get Henry to daycare and cram in some special time at night before bed. Weekends are packed with activities like shopping, going to the barn, going strawberry picking, hiking, going out to eat, you name it. We can take Henry anywhere, and he loves going places. I barely remember the life I had before, where I’d fill the dead spaces with games and movies and mindless browsing of the internet. Now, I make each moment count with my young son. There’s always something to do, a chore to take care of, a game to play or a book to read. We’re going on walks every day and I’m enjoying just showing him the world day by day.
Henry is my dreamboat and I’m the luckiest mom on the planet.
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