My youngest child is SIX MONTHS OLD. He is half a year old. In six months it'll be Christmas (!). How is it that when I was pregnant with Dom it felt like ages and ages until those first 13 weeks or so pass and I could start telling people that I was even pregnant and yet, here he is. Sitting on his own. Eating solid foods. Rocking two teeth. Half a year old. All in a blink. And many other cliches and I'm sorry but they are true.

He sleeps... In his swing and swaddled from 8 pm on the dot until 4-6 am. If he wakes at the four o'clock hour I'll let him fall back asleep in bed with me on occasion where he will stay for a few hours (I know! The horror of a shared bed!!). So I know it's possible for him to be flat and not moving and sleep. His naps are short and wherever he can get them. The van. The stroller. The swing. The life of a third child...Clearly he is suffering immensely.
Likes... His jumper. This still happens. He jumps so hard he moves it across the floor. The jumper has earned its stripes I'll tell you, fecal incidents, multiple naps and spit ups. Blisters formed and popped and blood and then callused over. He likes sitting up and chewing on Cooper, his orange monkey. This remote control toy of David's (most toys will be his brother's won't they?). Smiling. Laughing. His sister. Straddling Nonna's leg while she hums the Lone Ranger theme and bounces him up and down.
Dislikes... Loud noises. When that toy is juuuuuust out of reach and his belly won't allow him to bend enough to stretch his little fingers to grab it. Sitting in poop.
His siblings... Sitting up is quite dangerous for our poor hero. They just come running on by with not a care in the world for his upright capability.Danger is his new middle name.
He has been more open to being held by just about anybody, which has been a welcome relief and a brief respite for my arms. When I saw his first tooth poking out I shed a tear or two because that's it! I won't have a newborn ever again. That stage is forever gone for him. Will I mourn the end of every stage do you think?
Yes. I'm pretty sure I will.
Happy six months big guy!
Dominic at five months. four months. Three months. Two months. One month. Birth.
aw he just keeps getting cuter. no shocker there since you guys produce the cutest upon cutest babies. just my opinion :)
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I completely agree! Their faces have so much personality!
Deletefourth down! melting. SO cute. I like his reaction to french toast, that's how I feel about it too. I only make it around the holidays, and I'm pretty sure Aria wanted nothing to do with it last I made it. Kids.
ReplyDeletegosh he is so cute with that big smile it's RIDICULOUS!!!! happy 6 dom!!!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a big guy!! And so so cute! And who wouldn't love some french toast? I'd take just about everyday of the week :) And a shared bed is the best kind! haha
ReplyDeleteWhat a cutie! Doesn't seem that long ago you were pregnant with him. Our babies are growing up!! And I repeat, he's looking more like you these days. It's crazy how much they can change in just a few short months!
ReplyDeleteHe is just so precious. I will mourn the passing of all the stages with you too. ☺
ReplyDeleteI do not understand how babies manage to et cuter each month! Im sure I get more haggard every month lol. Oh he is just the sweetest Loz. Soph hates loud noises too, her sad face when she hears a noise is adorable.
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