Cameron is 6 months old, as of yesterday. I have to say it was a pretty crazy ride up to this point. I think I am only now finally — finally — settling in to this whole mother-of-two thing. And I can’t blame C! He was a pretty easy newborn and continues to be a good baby. He’s even slept through the night 4 out of the last 5 nights (hoping last night was an anomaly!).
There was so much sweetness and beauty in the past 6 months. I also have to be thankful, because I’ve had the most amazing help from our nanny and this has made things 800 million times easier than they were with Annabel. And yet — it was still kind of hard. I found it really stressful to deal with both of them at the same time for a while (couldn’t keep them both happy 100% of the time? Clearly I am a failure as a mother and a person). I didn’t see how I could have any time ever for myself — ever again. And you all know I stressed heavily about the whole milk thing.
WELL. Thankfully, I do feel like things are starting to get better now.
First of all, there’s this:
He is truly starting to come alive! With babies, I forgot that not that much really happens for the first few months (although they are ridiculously cute and innocent and sweet) — and then BAM. Obviously he’s not talking yet, but he’s starting to enter that period where milestones just start piling up and it’s so exciting. He is such a good natured and easygoing sweet little thing and will laugh at almost anything — especially his sister. I absolutely love seeing the two of them interact — those moments are the most beautiful and rewarding ones of all.
I am slowly learning to be a mother-of-two and actually enjoying the evening stint of solo parenting (to be honest, I truly dreaded it at first). I am also carving out routines that work and that allow me to just be me sometimes. Which is why I am going to end this post now and sneak in a 3-miler right now.
Happy half-birthday, sweet Mr. C! Excited for what the next 6 months will bring!