My baby is 6 months old!They told me the time would fly, but it's just hard to believe how fast until you experience it first hand.
Liam is 6 months old today.
Half way to being a year old. It's crazy to think about. Not a newborn anymore. Hasn't been for a while, I guess. Don't know where the time went.
He's changing so much everyday. He grabs at things with so much intent. He smiles at almost everything we do. He laughs a lot more. Today he was giggling at himself. He was laying in his playpen completely alone, chuckling away. Apparently my baby is a cut up.
He's working on crawling. No developments yet, but lots of squirming. I'm not sure that I'm ready for the crawling. I'm weighing the options of just tethering him to a chair leg so he can't get into any trouble.
I can't see the newborn look in his face anymore. He has plumped out and has personality now. He smiles in recognition to things. He anticipates what's about to happen. Whenever I do "This little piggy" he giggles uncontrollably around the third piggy cause he knows he's gonna get tickled at the end. It sounds so silly that little things like "recognition" and "anticipation" are developmental milestones, but remembering the little guy that came home from the hospital and couldn't even lift his head or focus on things in front of his face make this 6 month old version look like a genius.
I guess I need to prepare for many more changes over the coming months. This little guy is gonna be running before I know what hit me. So I guess I'm just going to savor every minute since there's nothing I can do to slow this time down. At least not until Jim gets the DeLorean fixed. ;-)