So our little monster is almost 6 months old and has officially acquired his share of baby fat. Between the muffin-top belly, the rubber-band wrists, and the thigh rolls, he's brings us pounds of joy each and every day!
He is doing a wonderful job of sitting up on his own and has started reaching for stuff around him... which usually leads to him holding himself up in a crawl-like position. He's just not sure what to do next!
When I think back to six months ago when I was not-so-patiently waiting for him to arrive, I could hardly believe how much I loved my unborn child. Now, half a year has gone by and my heart bursts when I think about how proud I am of this wonderful boy. Sometimes I put him in bed and just watch him breathe in and out and think of all the spectacular days to come. He is my whole world.
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