(written on April 20th)
Noah is 6 months old tomorrow.
What???? How did that happen? It is true what they say...it goes fast. Let me be clear - There are hours and days that seem to drag on for eternity but when you are looking back at 6 months...it feels so unreal. I am sure this is compounded by the fact that I have spent a lot of the last 6 months in a sleep deprived state. Noah has two teeth, rolls over from his back to his tummy, is 20 pounds, can sit (briefly), smiles, laughs, makes raspberries, shakes his head from side to side, and is getting good at letting us know how he is feeling about things. He drools like it is his job. He loves his Daddy. He bangs on pianos. He screams when I leave the room. He opens his mouth for spoons full of rice cereal but then doesn't know what to do with what is on the spoon. We'll work on that.
He loves music. He loves baby Mozart, Mama's singing (God love him), and Johnny Cash.
We love him so very much.