Six months already! We can hardly believe it. Michael and I both feel this has been the quickest six months of our lives.
Of course life is like that. Time only seems to go more quickly the older you get. And maybe even more quickly with the more children you add to it. Still, time seems to go especially fast here in Australia, despite our relaxed lifestyle. Living in London, I was always looking forward to the next thing — on weekdays I looked forward to the weekend, and in the winter I looked forward to the spring. Individual days could be busy, fast or hectic, but the weeks and months seemed to pass slowly as I waited for those future events.
For the past year, I have found a general sense of calm and happiness in the every day, revelling in the ordinary daily moments of life and the seasons as they come and go. Counterintuitively, the days, weeks, and months have flown by faster than ever before. Six months seems to have gone in the blink of an eye! It feels like only yesterday we were holding newborn Wilkie in our arms that magical night he was born. And yet… it’s hard to remember our lives without him. That’s the funny thing about babies, isn’t it?
Mother ramblings aside, here are some things we want to remember about Wilkie at 6 months old:
- He’s a happy, smiley baby… unless you put him in his car seat (though he’s getting better of late).
- He has two bottom teeth and likes to put everything in his mouth. Yesterday I found him sucking on his own forearm!
- He is SO ticklish! More than any of our babies. You can just tell him you’re going to tickle him and he starts to giggle.
- He loves being outside and is so happy at the beach.
- He loves being nude. If he’s cranky, sometimes all you have to do is take his nappy off.
- He loves when I sing to him. He can be crying hysterically and stop in a second when I start singing. He especially loves ‘You are my Sunshine’.
- He eats three meals a day and is quite adventurous and advanced with his eating, even happy to have chopped-up food instead of mashed.
- He’s our most ‘booby’ baby. He loves feeding and doesn’t even get distracted yet (I remember other babies getting so distracted on the boob at this age, making it difficult to feed in public).
- He’s always kicking his legs. We don’t remember the other kids doing this. His legs go, go, go in a pedaling like motion. We joke he’ll win the Tour de France one day. Haha!
- He’s rolling over from back to front and front to back.
- He scootches himself backwards when he’s on his belly.
- He’s not sitting up yet on his own, but he’s not far away.
- He’s a really light sleeper, which is challenging in a small house with six other people in it. When he naps we use ‘white noise’ to mask the cacophony that is our everyday lives.
- He still wakes and feeds at least three times a night. I’m trying to get him to sleep in his own bed, but he’d prefer to sleep in our bed with a boob in his mouth all night. You’d think, after five babies, I’d know how to get a baby to sleep through the night, but I’ve just become more relaxed (and lazy?) over time. I think it’s partly because I know how fleeting this time is; this phase will pass and he’ll be sleeping soundly in no time.
- He’s very possibly the most loved baby on this planet with four bigger siblings loving on him constantly. He definitely enjoys the attention.