half a year.

my dear baby roe,

it was just half a year ago when my life changed for the better, when you, my dear baby roe, came into my life & turned it upside down. for better or worse, i have loved every single moment that we have shared together so far. we have shared days when you have cried tears of an overtired babe & days where i have cried along with you as a helpless mommy. we have shared days where you have learned a new trick & where i have cheered & clapped with sheer joy at your smallest accomplishment. each day you grow a little stronger, a little chubbier, a little smarter, a little happier, a little more opinionated & take another little chunk of my heart while you grow from my newborn, shrimp of a babe, to a little boy.

for awhile now you turn around on your tummy like a turn table & it cracks me up each time. you move your buff little arms around in the most determined manner as you pivot yourself towards the cords that are placed so enticingly under the dresser in our living room. you use this same technique in your crib during the night & most mornings i find you with your head in the opposite direction i laid you down in. as of yesterday you started scooting/army crawling around {advanced, if i do say so myself, for a six-month old}. i laid you on the floor in the hall outside the bathroom while i brushed my teeth & the next thing i know you are hitting my feet with your tiny hand. i started laughing & you looked up at me with those big eyes & wide-mouthed toothless grin & we shared in that moment that you learned how to follow me around.

last month was rough for both of us & we got to know the older, wiser & bigger you. the only way you were napping was in your car seat on the way to park city & as fun as that was for both of us, neither of us were getting the sleep or time to ourselves that we needed. in a bout of desperation i bought a book & both of our lives changed for the better. after a night of letting you cry for an hour in your crib at bedtime, we were able to establish the habit of bedtime at seven-thirty & nap times at nine, one & four. you have really turned into a different baby - a happy, healthy & agreeable baby! you love your sleep & i love you for it.

you & i are somewhat attached at the hip & although you may cry in other arms it brings me relief to know that my arms are the ones that you find comfort in. your accomplishments are my happy place & i love you to the moon & back.

muah - mommy