amelia: six months old.

this one's late because six months means playtime all the time. and there ain't no saying no to miss amelia when she wants to play with you. so blogging takes a backseat for all the best reasons. someday i'll have a monthly milestone near when the milestone actually takes place. we're halfway through. halfway through what?halfway through the first year? halfway through breastfeeding? halfway through the craziness?what makes six months so special?for me, at least right now in this moment, it means we've made it to the other side of the unknown. my daughter is no longer a terrifying mystery to me. i know her. i know what she needs, when she's going to need it, and how to get it for her. i know when she's tired before she knows she's tired, and i know how to walk the tightrope between not really hungry and ravenously hungry. crying no longer fazes me, and i'm not calling my mom for advice every other day. i am more confident than ever in my motherhood and am so proud that we are here, right here, in this moment.if you asked me last week i might have said that six months meant that we were at a point where we were getting our freedom back. who knows what i'll say next week. i just know that i like where we're going. my darling amelia. thank you for always laughing at my funny faces, even when you're tired. thank you for always eating well when daddy feeds you, it makes him so happy! we love you and think that you're already the coolest person ever at six months, so we can't wait to see how much fun you'll be as you get older and can do things like talk to us with real words. love you tons and tons and tons.

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