On this day five months ago, you came into this big, wide world and nestled yourself permanently in our hearts. I keep thinking that you are almost half a year old. When did that happen??
Joy is what we've grown into this month. Me and you and your daddy. Despite the middle of the night feedings still happening nightly and my inability to be organized enough to consistently keep food in our fridge and how clueless I seem to be sometimes at this being a mom thing, joy has planted itself, sunk its roots and outgrown the weeds. You are so happy, and you smile all the time at everyone.
I don't think there is a person you haven't successfully wooed. That smile of yours is catching.
It is amazing to me how, being such a small little person, you embrace people, places and opportunities to learn with such fearlessness. Maybe it's that pure spirit babies have. You just don't know to be scared or apathetic or aloof or exclusive.
You welcome all with your bright eyes full of earnest.
You are fine tuning your giggle, especially when receiving kisses in front of our bedroom mirror. It is one of the greatest sounds I've ever heard- a hearty little burst of a chuckle coming up from your belly.
And....this month you have learned to intentionally reach for things and grab them. You first did this with the giraffe toy on your activity gym. Your dad saw you first. You just put your hand up, felt him and grabbed his tail. It. Was. Awesome. I can't even tell you how excited I was when I saw you do it, too. I have not been that excited in a long, long time. I was cheering for you like you had just finished a triathlon. I almost cried I was so excited, so proud.
Being a parent is emotionally exhausting.
According to the scale at the doctor's office, you now weigh 13 pounds! Sometimes when I hold you, I expect you to be your tiny 7-pound self, and I am shocked at how you take up most of my torso when you stretch yourself out. I find myself touching your head and your back and your bottom in disbelief, like someone switched you out when I wasn't looking.
You are grabbing your feet and have also started to test out your legs. I'm pretty sure you can support your own weight while I hold you up. You do your little walking steps on our thighs and bounce yourself up and down. I've tried holding you up under your armpits and putting your feet on the floor to see what you do, and you are very unstable, of course, but you move your legs in somewhat of a walking fashion. It is so cute watching your little feet press into the carpet and your toes spread to try to keep your balance. You're off to a good start.
We are loving you more and more every month, baby girl. Every month we get more glimpses into your personality, who you are becoming. I just want to live in the moments each month gives because each month is full of so much newness. Now I understand why people say their children are their greatest adventure. You, sweet girl, are surely ours.