Half A Year

Dear Maizey,
Today is your half birthday. Well, actually, February only has 28 days this year, so it's ACTUALLY March 1, sorry. I would like to say all those cliche things like "wow the time has flown by" and "it feels like yesterday that you were born" but to be honest, I don't feel like that at all. Maybe the first few weeks flew by in craze that I can only imagine resembled Florida during hurricane season, but since then the time has gone perfectly by. Not crazy, I can't remember where I am, what I am doing, what my name is, why did I forget to put my pants on this morning kind of days, but more like lets sit and enjoy our coffee in our p.j's and take it all in and enjoy every single minute of it kind of days. We are similar in that way. You like to take it all in, you don't want to miss anything and you are perfectly content just being. Just living. So that my friend, is what we do. We don't care if the dishes don't get done, or the bathroom doesn't get cleaned, or we don't get to go to Mother Goose today, or that we don't get invited to go to the pool. Because we are fine just doing what we do, which lots of days, involves little more than drinking coffee and going for walks.

You are such a good baby, so great in fact, that it kind of makes us think that we maybeeeee won't be having another one. Why mess with perfection is what we say. But we have agreed to discuss it after your 1st birthday, so you never know, a little brother or sister just may be in the cards for you after all. But don't think that this means you are going to be spoiled because to be honest, that's not really your dad and I's "thing". I actually hate toys laying around, so sorry to tell you, but that's why your childhood is sheltered from all things fun that take up space in our house. You can play with the pots and pans, that's how lucky you are Missy!!

Some things you've accomplished in the last 6 months are: you started breastfeeding, which for you was a HUGE feat... poor little thing you were tongue tied (just one more way we are similar) and you couldn't quite do it. We had to take you to a clinic, have your tongue snipped and then taught out to do it. You learned like a champ though and never looked back. You didn't forget your old bottle sucking days though, even still you will take a bottle no problem. Which is great because this way we can leave you with Nana and Papa or Grannie and Grandpa and you're fine.
You have mastered the tummy time thing. In fact, I think its safe to say you even enjoy it now.
You have learned to roll from your tummy to your back and even do it when you are tired of being on your tummy, although sometimes you still hit your head when you do it - I'm sure you will figure that out!
You started laughing, like actually little belly laughs. Especially when we talk to you via toys with funny voices (as in "Maizeeeeyyyy, I am your father" ) (p.s that's a Starwars reference, if you don't get it, then we have not done our job as professional movie quoters. Fail.)
You sat up by yourself. At 5 months. Which I say is early and shows that clearly you are a freaking genius.
I swear to Lucifer (that's a SOLID friends quote FYI) that you say hi. It may not be clear, but its definitely in your little Maizey language the word HI. Again, freaking genius.
You ate cereal. Rice cereal. You loved it and actually couldn't get enough. We, of course, wanted to feed you until you wouldn't eat anymore, but our instincts told us that you would probably throw up, so we didn't! The next night though, we fed you substantially more (OK, maybe it wasn't WE so much as ME) and you were happy and said I love you mommy for giving me so much of this delicious cereal, now please un-do the button on my jeans because I am about to pop. So I did. Then I fed you your regular food, you know, your milk. Then I put you to bed. And guess what... you slept all bloody night!!!! That hasn't happened in months. Then you woke up at 6am to be fed, so I of course, fed you again but because it had been so long, there was um, a little more that normal, but you were a rockstar and you ate it all anyways. Then you went back to sleep for 2 and a half more hours. Then I went to get you up and guess what happened next... you did throw up. All over the place. See, the thing is, you don't throw up. Ever. You are not one of the spitting up babies (thank god, because that sh*t just grosses Mommy out) (no offense to peoples who's babies do throw up). I didn't know what to do. So I picked you up and stripped you down, and did like any respectable mother would do... I took you to Daddy. That's just the way it goes. Anyways, the point is, you started eating cereal (like 4 days ago) and you loved it. We can't wait to introduce you to everything else.
You are reaching all your milestones right on time even though you are so little. That is impressive, just so you know!

You love sitting in your bumbo in front of the mirror, playing with your Sophie Giraffe, listening to music and to me sing to you. You have started liking your little friends more, before you would cry when they got too loud and close to you, but you are doing better now! You love when Daddy is home and when one of us walks in the room and says "Well Hello Missy" you just beam at us when we do!

Anyways, I just wanted to tell you some of the goings on of our first 6 months together. We are going to continue to enjoy our days with you. You are so precious to us!

We love you Baby Girl,

Love Mommy
(and Daddy too, but he didn't help write this even a little bit, so he only gets a little bit of credit)

p.s We think that one day someone will say to a labouring mama, 'Your baby is lucky enough to be born on The Maizeys half birthday'. Much like some one said that about The Fonz. (Oh and that's another Friends quote)