6 months.
My baby boy is 6 months old!
That is half of a year.
24-ish weeks.
Somewhere around 180 days.
When people say that "time flies", it truly does. Time goes by so fast...too fast. I cannot believe that it's been 6 months since our beautiful child was brought into this world. I remember the day as if it was yesterday.
And now, here we are, with a growing baby who has doubled his birth weight and grown to almost 30 inches tall.
He is still exclusively breastfed and I cannot say enough how proud I am of that.
We have recently started solids.
We did a week of oatmeal cereal (we chose oatmeal cereal instead of rice cereal as there is much research about why to skip rice cereal.) and now we are on a week of carrots, and then we will try something else. The recommendation is one new food a week as to not overload their bodies in case of a reaction to the food being given. It is also important to keep in mind that at this stage, food is not meant to make meals. Food is just for experimentation and to try it out. "Food is just for fun til 1!!!" Breast Milk is the primary nutrition until 1 year old. After 1, I will still nurse (as long as he wants) but he will be having table food.
It is amazing to watch my sweet boy. I just like to look at him and see him explore and discover. He uses his little fingers and hands to hold things and move things and figure things out. He pays attention to everything. Looking with his eyes here and there. He stares at the light reflections as they dance across the living room wall. He gazes out the window at the rustling leaves of the trees. He pciks up his head and smiles at the sound of his name. He gifts many smiles and delivers lots of giggles. The best is when he squeals in delight, I can practically feel my heart warm thru my chest. When he nurses and his big blue eyes look into mine, I can feel our souls connecting as mother and son.
I have said it a thousand times and I will say it a thousand more: He is ours and We are His. He is the most precious gift I have ever been given and has changed my live in more ways than I can count. He has taught me about myself, about being a mother and about life. I am ridiculously thankful and grateful and happier than I can explain.
That is half of a year.
24-ish weeks.
Somewhere around 180 days.
When people say that "time flies", it truly does. Time goes by so fast...too fast. I cannot believe that it's been 6 months since our beautiful child was brought into this world. I remember the day as if it was yesterday.
And now, here we are, with a growing baby who has doubled his birth weight and grown to almost 30 inches tall.
He is still exclusively breastfed and I cannot say enough how proud I am of that.
We have recently started solids.
We did a week of oatmeal cereal (we chose oatmeal cereal instead of rice cereal as there is much research about why to skip rice cereal.) and now we are on a week of carrots, and then we will try something else. The recommendation is one new food a week as to not overload their bodies in case of a reaction to the food being given. It is also important to keep in mind that at this stage, food is not meant to make meals. Food is just for experimentation and to try it out. "Food is just for fun til 1!!!" Breast Milk is the primary nutrition until 1 year old. After 1, I will still nurse (as long as he wants) but he will be having table food.
It is amazing to watch my sweet boy. I just like to look at him and see him explore and discover. He uses his little fingers and hands to hold things and move things and figure things out. He pays attention to everything. Looking with his eyes here and there. He stares at the light reflections as they dance across the living room wall. He gazes out the window at the rustling leaves of the trees. He pciks up his head and smiles at the sound of his name. He gifts many smiles and delivers lots of giggles. The best is when he squeals in delight, I can practically feel my heart warm thru my chest. When he nurses and his big blue eyes look into mine, I can feel our souls connecting as mother and son.
I have said it a thousand times and I will say it a thousand more: He is ours and We are His. He is the most precious gift I have ever been given and has changed my live in more ways than I can count. He has taught me about myself, about being a mother and about life. I am ridiculously thankful and grateful and happier than I can explain.
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