Well, my precious 6 month old, 3 week miracle is now gibbering and jabbering all kinds of things. He is holding his bottle on his own. He can sit by himself. He can't pull himself up to sit yet, but he's working on it. Still trying to figure out this crawling thing. He has figured out that he can roll everywhere. lol He is eating "mushy" food as I like call it and loves it. Why wouldn't he? He's going to love food like his mama and daddy.
He woke me up at 5:04 this morning and was ready to eat of course. Although I am quite frustrated at having to get up earlier than I would like to, it's hard to be mad. He won't let me. Lately, when I'm feeding him his bottle, he reaches up and wants to touch my face. I act like I'm going to eat his fingers and he laughs. He laughs a lot and for that we are thankful. He seems to be a very happy baby and we couldn't have asked for anything more.
I am tired though. It seems that sterilizing bottles is a never ending task. I feel like a machine sometimes. I'm not complaining mind you, but I feel like I'm always in a hurry. I hurry to do the laundry. I hurry to vacuum. I hurry to go to the store.....rush, rush, rush. Is there anyone out there who feels the same way I do?
Forgive me. For some reason, I never posted this......yeesh!! Two months later......
