Wow, how the time flies! On Sunday you reached 6 months as an independent (well relatively speaking) human. We celebrated by finally getting around to planting your placenta! Ewww gross! Daddy had the hospital save it for us and its been in the freezer all this time. It is a tradition in his family to plant a tree for the kids. Dad and I debated for a long while about what type of tree to plant, and we finally decided on a Blaze Maple. First we cut down all the stupid Asian Elms that were cluttering our backyard (stumps in the picture). We picked the tallest maple we could find with the hopes that it will be a decent sized tree before too long. I hope you get a chance to see it grow over the years. I would like to declare a tradition of taking your picture with the tree every 5th of September--we'll see if I remember.
In other news, the sleeping by yourself thing has been a partial failure. During the first week it was your daddy that caved every evening. He would go in to check on you and come out of your room with you in his arms. Not that I minded--you are quite the cuddler as I've stated before and it is always great to wake up next to your smiling face. The problem is that sleeping next to me makes you want to feed every two hours or so, which makes for a long night for mommy. Your father's hope is that eventually, you won't wake up in the night and at that point you will sleep the entire night in your own bed. I think he's dreaming! For now, we'll just see how this plays out for all of us.
The other big event is that Mommy found part-time work. I haven't worked since just before you were born (February 28 to be exact). This has been both stressful and awesome. It is wonderful to have had the time to spend with you during these last months, but financially its not really sustainable. Man, it was really hard to leave you on that first day of work. Consider, darling, that I have probably only been away from you for a maximum of 2 hours since you were born. To be honest, I cried while I was driving to work that day. You, however, had a good day with Daddy and hardly seemed to notice that I was gone! Well except for the fact that your personal dairy bar was absent. I pumped plenty of milk, but you don't seem fond of the new delivery methods. Luckily you're eating some solid food now so you're not starving by the time I get home, but you do seem to feel you need to drink more frequently when I'm around--especially in the middle of the night!!! Well I'm sure we'll get through this and you'll get over your insecurity about the milk supply. At least I hope so.
Lately, you've seemed more cuddly even during waking hours. You seem more ticklish and able to pick up on cues. For example I've been counting to three and then thrusting you up in the air. Now when I get to "two" you start to smile and get yourself ready. I still can't get over how cute you are. Speaking of, it is 11 pm and I can hear that you are not asleep (in the monitor). You are just in there talking to yourself--making the little creaky door noises that you make. It is so funny to listen to you. I wonder what is going through your head??
Good night, honey.
Mommy
