I'm trying my hardest to spare you the OMG MY BABY HOW IS TIME GOING BY SO FAST HOW DID THIS HAPPEN but it'll probably slip in anyhow.
Six months. Today. This guy, this little boy baby creature. Ajax.
He's so awesome. He really is. He really is this happy most of the time.
His hair still sticks up in crazy ways, like this. I love it so.
Can you believe he was just this, five fleeting months ago?
But now he's grabbing his feet and rolling and trying so, so hard to crawl, and wanting to stand, and getting frustrated that it won't all happen all at once.
His eyes still garner the most comments. He has lots of girlfriends around the neighborhood, of all ages.
I go back and look at photos and videos of Helene when she was the same age, and it's so hard to believe she's even the same creature. I think that's why we have to be so much in this moment, in every moment, because you only barely recall what it feels like, to have them be so little.
Right now, one of his favorite things is just to be held, carried around, to see everything. It quiets every tired or frustrated or emotional moment he has. He just wants to be up, as always, with the big people, at eye level with the world. He gives a full-body, hand-flappy wiggle when he's excited at seeing something, wiggling so hard, you can barely hold on.
He's pretty drooly right now, for whatever reason, so we all have constant wet patches on our shirts. He sucks his hands all the time. (Except when he SHOULD suck his hands to put himself to sleep, ahem.) He's rolling over onto his belly constantly, and he mostly likes it, until he doesn't. He mostly likes sleeping that way, until he wakes up and decides he's stranded, and we have to go in and rescue him. He can flip back over; I think he just forgets how. I will be glad when he's perfected his rolling over, because this phase is annoying, and SLEEP, dude. It's awesome. Even on your belly. He also likes to roll back onto his back when no one is looking, as if to hide it from us all.
He's still not the best sleeper in the world, but we're working on it, and it's all at a tolerable level for everyone. Ajax has a lot going on though - discovering toes, rolling, realizing how big the world is. It would make anyone wake up at night.
This baby, man, his farts are loud and smelly. So smelly. Helene was a delicate little flower, who never audibly farted or passed smelly gas. This guy can clear a room, and seems to already know that farts are funny.
One night last week, I just decided, out of nowhere to see if he'd eat some mashed banana. He did, pretty enthusiastically, grabbing the spoon and pulling it to his mouth. So, so different from his sister who treated all food with great suspicion until nearly 8 months. Avocado was also pretty darn good. Oatmeal was a bust (as with Helene). Applesauce, however, seems to be The Best Food Ever (So Far). It's so fun to watch babies do something big and new like this. (But then reality sets in, and you realize how much work it is to feed an extra little human real food. Work. Messy. Good thing they're cute, etc. et al.)
I still have those moments where I can't believe I have TWO children. TWO. It floors me every time.
Especially this guy, right now, with those blue eyes, and long lashes, and killer grip (impossible to get off of hair and shirt necklines), and happy screechy talking, and the smile, oh my goodness, that smile. Everything is ever forgiven and righted by that smile.
Happy half birthday, baby boy.
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