It's really been six and a half months since Emma entered this world. She didn't enter by choice, I think if she'd had it her way, she'd have stayed inside me another week or two. We had to force her out and when that didn't work, we had to cut her out. ... Ah, a mother's love.
Seriously though, I was sitting on the couch yesterday watching Ugly Betty and Emma was sitting next to me. She put her little head on my side and cuddled up with me, like she was watching the show too. It dawned on me that she won't be my little baby much longer. She's growing like a weed and she is changing every day. She's got her first tooth starting to poke up out of her gums and she's trying so hard to crawl. Amazingly, I find myself wishing I was still pregnant because then she wouldn't have to grow up. I cannot believe that six months ago, I was crying and begging for her to be out and that now, today, I'm begging her to stop growing up so she can stay my little baby forever.
It's been a good six months. She's still a great, happy and easy baby, except at night.... But we're working on it. She knows that there are things to do and people to play with, so she hates to sleep. Oh to be so excited about everything.
On a totally different note, she's now saying "dadada" with her "mamama" and she's scolding me right now........... And now I'm trying to type one-handed. It's not going well. I feel like a turtle I'm typing so slow. I'll have to poste another blog later. Peace Out.
1 comment:
yeah i just had the .. oh your not my little baby anymore.. this week when K moved to his toddler bed.. so sad!!!! she is so stinkin cute though
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