January 29th

[mellybrelly]

My baby is 6 months old. I remember saying to Tim that January felt so far away, I couldn't imagine being there, getting ready to feed Paxton solids, seeing my teeny little baby sitting and getting ready to crawl and all that.

This morning he tried to pull himself up to a sit, from laying down, but fell back down. So cool to see him growing and developing. He'll get weighed and measured next week at his 6 month checkup. He's giggling more, he loves music, loves when daddy dances him to music. He's enthralled by his big sister. He tries to be brave when I'm getting ready for bed and he just wants me to crawl into bed and nurse. You can see in his eyes he really wants to cry, but he doesn't. He has learned to whine and I call him my little puppy. He thinks I'm so funny. He's very interested in daddy, his eyes follow him as daddy moves around. He holds his hands out to me now, to be picked up. When I say "hands.. hands up!" he gives me his hands and then lifts his body as I lift him. Diaper changes aren't the worst thing in the world anymore, and the car seat is becoming more acceptable, just slightly. He tries to lick my fingers while I eat, and I give him little tastes. He always wants my water bottle and he knows where to put his mouth. He pants at my laptop and tries to hit the keys till I play music on youtube. He gets excited when I sign "nursie". He finally does a big giant open mouth to nurse, no more slurping the nipple in. He can do a pincher grasp and my breasts have little bruises all over them to prove it. He's wonderful.

My love for him just grows and grows. I'm so blessed to be a momma, my dream come true. I appreciate every day of the last six months, every snuggle with him, every sigh as he falls asleep on my shoulder, every smile and even his little fits of rage.

We spent our day at my doula's (and friend) house, pyxiwulf. Her 9 year old gets along so well with my 9 year old. Her daughter gave Reagan a giant hug as we left and on our way to the car Reagan said "That was my first hug from her". I think it made her feel really special.

Homemade pizza for dinner tonight, I was smart and made the dough in the morning. Mine was cheeseless with no gross vegan cheese on it this time. Baby is going to have his first bit of food tomorrow, unless I chicken out again.


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