How is my tiny little baby girl already 6 months old??? How? HOW?!?! Didn’t I just have her last week?? Didn’t we just bring her home from the hospital??
I’ve always heard that they grow so fast, but man…I was just not prepared. I mean, just look at this little chunk of ours. Those thighs, man. I can’t get enough of them! Those eyes. And that smile. Sheesh. We’re in trouble in a few more years. Shoot, she has multiple boyfriends already in her daycare class, who am I kidding.
Don’t get me wrong, I love seeing her grow and learn, but…it really does happen so fast and seemingly all at once. Just last week (I’m not exaggerating) she was barely able to sit up on her own for more than about 30 seconds, and this week…just days after she turned 6 months old…she’s sitting up on her own for up to an hour. She’s reaching for things and learning to drink water from a sippy cup. She loves to try new food – whether it’s baby food or our food – and so far hasn’t seemed to meet a food she doesn’t like.
She slept through the entire night a couple of nights ago, too. The same night, in fact, that she sat up on her own for an hour. Too much at once! I mean, both are great things, but…mama can’t handle too much at once.
She is definitely ever-changing. One day she’s making new, cute noises and sounds, and a week later, those are history and she’s onto something new, while mama and daddy are still trying to get her to make all the other cute sounds/faces/etc. that she’s ever made. Ha.
I told J, just last week, that I was ready for her to be sitting up, but definitely not ready for crawling yet. That’s a game changer, fo’ sho’. And now, here she is, sitting up like a big girl and mama is dying a little inside. It’s a funny thing, all these conflicting emotions you feel as a parent. I mean, truly I am so happy and overjoyed to watch the changes and see how she grasps new concepts and skills, how she smiles and coos and grows. But dangit if I don’t want to cry at the reality that my baby – while still technically a baby for awhile longer, yet – is not my teeny tiny baby, anymore. Le sigh.
This is what I have to face for the rest of her life, isn’t it? Always facing the next big change, the next phase of life and missing the one we just left behind?
Well, except maybe the rebellious teenage years. We can skip right past those, thankyouverymuch.
No matter what’s to come, we are so, so thankful for our sweet baby girl, and all the joy and light she brings to our lives every day. We are truly blessed to be her parents, and we have no doubt that she has a bright future ahead of her, and will do great and mighty things.
But, sweet girl, don’t rush to it. Give mama a little time to adjust to each of these new phases. ‘K? Thanks, little lovey.