6 month monkey

Today is Henry’s half birthday, which happens to fall on a Friday, just like the sweet day he was born.

Looking back over the past 6 months its funny how awkward and nervous we both were with our new little man. The first few months were a mix of elation and a little fear; amazed at this little person we created and worrying if he was breathing/ eating/sleeping/pooping normally, but not really understanding what normal even was. We were sleep deprived zombies just trying to figure it all out. While I will cherish every memory of those days, I’m so happy to say that we’re finally getting the hang of it. We have a routine down, balancing working and time at home as a family. We have regularly scheduled feedings, baths and bedtime; and we sleep. Most of all we are just having so much fun.

Henry has such a personality now. He wakes every morning with a big gummy toothless smile. He rolls and scoots around on the floor and reaches for his toys. He has discovered he has feet. He is a little flirt. He is eating and enjoying solid food. He smiles and kicks his feet in excitement when we get home and loves to be held. Plus he does not object to being kissed 500 times a day, which is my favorite part.

The first 6 months of Henry’s life have been the craziest, busiest, happiest time of mine. Happy half-birthday sweet boy.