How do I have a 6 month old? A baby that is half a year old. Has time really gone that quickly?? In some ways it feels like time has slowed, in other ways it feels like it has sped up.
Just the other day when Logan was being his typical wiggle-worm self in my arms, flailing around, jumping, bouncing, squirming, I said “I remember when you were teeny tiny and we’d lay you on our bellies and you’d fall asleep!” All snuggled up on us, sighing softly in his deep baby sleep. Those were the days. He didn’t go anywhere, he just cuddled. And he was so good at cuddling! There is nothing better in this world than new baby cuddles. They just want to be snuggled like in the womb. Now I get it when people say they miss the little baby days and wish they had another one. (A few months ago I couldn’t even imagine the idea–HOW do people have multiple kids?!?!?!)
Now my little bug is starting to explore his world. He’s not crawling yet but he’s SO CLOSE. He has successfully figured out how to scoot and move around and roll. He can sort of crawl backwards and he does a 180 pretty well. But that forward motion hasn’t been figured out quite yet.
We started baby food recently. He hated squash. He LOVED sweet potatoes. He was indifferent about green beans. Baby rice oatmeal was ok but nothing exciting (and he liked it much better when I mixed in some sweet potatoes). He loves applesauce and carrots, too.
We’re still breastfeeding in addition to the baby food. I appreciated all the comments, messages and private emails I got from readers and friends about our struggles. For two weeks or so I pumped A LOT and I also made the Lactation Cookies and I can attest to the fact that they WORK. Like amazingly. Within a day my supply was increased and it’s been steadily going back up. I’m able to make enough now to freeze a little bit a few days a week and that’s been really helpful. Seriously, if you are breastfeeding or currently pregnant I can’t rave about those cookies enough. They do work!
I survived daycare. The first time was probably one of the worst days I’ve had in a really long time. I cannot describe the physical pain I felt. It was like an ache, a panic, a feeling ALL DAY like I was forgetting something. It was just awful. 🙁 But I survived it and the next few times weren’t as awful. They weren’t great but at least I wasn’t crying anymore when I dropped him off. I know it will eventually be a good thing for him (and I’m trying to think of it in my mind as school and that he’s learning things and making friends) but it’s still a struggle for me.
I feel so grateful that we were able to both stay home with him in some capacity for the first 5.5 months of his life. That’s precious time we can’t get back and we got to spend it with our little guy and bond. It feels like a humongous gift we’ve been given. I’m so grateful for the flexibility of our employers in that regard. I just cannot fathom having to go back to work full time at 12 weeks postpartum.
He’s getting so big! He loves to play, solo or with us. He love Bella and Fat Kitty and we get endless baby belly laughs when he watches them. He’s learning how to pet them and he’s learning what “gentle” means (so is Bella). They all entertain themselves really well.
He doesn’t have teeth yet but he’s been teething for months. His little gums feel bumpy but still no teeth. He chews on me like crazy, though. My fingers, my shoulder, my hands. He grabs anything he can and gnaws. It’s funny (and slightly slimy).
I am so excited for what’s in store next! Logan is at such a fun age. He’s such a happy, content baby and it’s so fun to watch him explore and smile and laugh. Oh and we need to baby-proof the house. SOON!