My sweet, sweet boy is now seven months and is even cuddlier than ever. He loves to smile and say “mama”, which I am happy to announce were his first words! He is now eating better than ever and he is working on his napping game. Tummy time is the best in his book. He is always trying to flip over to his tummy- in the tub, on the floor, on the changing pad, in our arms. Doesn’t matter where he is, he wants to flip over.
This month I think I am understanding how parenting is the best thing in the world, but also the hardest. People say that, and I never really got it. But when Jude was sick and not sleeping and feeling pretty poorly, Matt and I got a dose of hard parenting. But right in the middle of it, I can remember thinking how it is still the best thing I have ever done.