Oh gosh, there’s so much to say but I truly don’t know how. My heart explodes when I think of how far we’ve come in the last six months. Our little nugget is so active, happy, and full of life that when I look back at pictures of her in the NICU, I can’t even believe that’s her. It just isn’t the same baby.
She is so mobile these days! She loves standing and though she isn’t crawling yet, she can scoot, turn around, and roll wherever she needs to go.
She gets frustrated when she can’t do something on her own, but for the most part, she can sit and play with her toys for 10-15 minutes at a time without freaking out. And she can play with all of her toys now. She loves shaking things and recently discovered that she can make a lot of noise by banging toys against various hard surfaces around the house. Her favorite toys are paper towel rolls, ziplock bags, and her barrel of monkeys.
Her hair is growing (slowly) and her eyes are still dark green like mommy’s. Looks like they might stay that way.
Her bottom right tooth is cutting through so no one in our house has slept very much these last couple of weeks, but Rue’s really taking an interest to solids now so we’re excited to let her try more food.
So far she has tried mashed potatoes, banana, apples, pita bread, and puffs. Anything else we’ve tried to give her never ended up in her mouth.
We’ve been trying to get her to sleep in her crib but she’s waking up so frequently that she always ends up in bed with us. I don’t understand why babies aren’t born with a mouth full of teeth. They have 9 months to eat, sleep, and grow teeth whenever they want without anyone hearing them cry.
These last six months have been exhausting, exciting, terrifying, incredible, and terrible all at the same time. Each day is a little good and a little bad. Fellow mamas out there, you know what I’m talking about.
You’re exhausted and touched out and you think alone time and adult conversation is all you need. You want to get a babysitter and go out, but as soon as you do, you miss your baby. You want them to sleep through the night in their own bed, but when they do, you feel empty inside. You want them to carry on like nothing’s changed when they’re cutting teeth, but…
It’s a wild ride this parenthood stuff. But I wouldn’t change a thing. Especially not my Little Miss Rue.
Happy Birthday baby girl! Mommy loves you.