You've been alive for six months...that's half of a YEAR.
While it has gone by somewhat fast, it's also hard to believe we've only known you for six little months. That you've only been snuggling me for one hundred and eighty-two days. That your sweetest little smile and laugh and your giant personality wasn't around yet just seven months ago. You fit in so perfectly that it's like you've always been here.
The older you get, the more fun I have hanging out with you. Your laughs are my favorite thing in this entire world. You are obsessed with Gatsby, and if he so much as walks into the same room as you, you laugh and laugh and laugh.
You've decided that you don't need to go back to sleep after five anymore, so I'm pretty tired, but I don't mind. I put you in your bouncer and you watch Veggie Tales while I drink my coffee, and every now and then you turn your head back to give me the sweetest smile. Those itsy bitsy baby smiles fill me with more happiness than I knew could exist.
For the first time, me and you have been on our own a lot. We've gone solo grocery shopping, done Target runs, and even met some new friends together. Adjusting to taking care of you by myself has been a challenge, but I wouldn't for one second want it any other way. Having you with me makes my days so much richer. I was made to be your mama.
You've woken up from a nap and are now rubbing your face into my neck as I type this. You smell like baby sunscreen and are making the sweetest little coos as you hug me, and my heart feels like it just might explode. That's how you make me feel every single day.
Thank you for filling my life with unexplainable joy. Happy half birthday, you little munchkin. Love you forever. xo