Dear Cohen

Wow, Daddy and I CANNOT believe you are 6 months old today. It doesn't seem like just 180 days ago you made your much anticipated entrance into our lives. You are worth every prayer, every single tear shed, every trip to the fertility clinic and just plain everything.

Just today you laughed the entire time at the grocery store. All I had to do was look at you and you'd burst out laughing. Everyone that heard you grinned from ear to ear. And now I'm tearing up just thinking of your beautiful and contagious laughter. I hate putting you to bed at night because I just want to spend more time listening to that sound.

In the last few days you've started rolling over without Daddy's help. And now you don't mind spending time on that belly of yours.

You've also started sitting up by yourself for 2 or 3 minute stretches. Good thing you have those abundant thighs to anchor you to the floor.

And the stories you tell us. You start them as soon as you wake up and don't finish them until we put you down at night. I cannot wait until your babbling becomes somewhat understandable words. And my love, you have the cutest voice, especially when you start to squeak. I wonder what you're trying to say. Hopefully you're not telling off-colour jokes after the talk we had.

When you're not talking you're shoving anything and everything in your mouth. Papers, toys, your feet, your hands, my hands, my elbow, and wooden spoons just to name a few.

You love rice cereal. You demand more almost every night. And today you tried vegetables for the first time. Green beans to be exact. You must have enjoyed them because you didn't make any funny faces. You ate half a jar willingly but then promptly closed up shop and wouldn't let me feed you anymore. Soon we'll get to the good stuff. I promise.

You're doing great at "school" and your "teachers" say you're a little sweetheart. That's our Cohey Bear.

Oh, and for the last 2 nights you've slept 11 hours straight each night. We knew you could do it!

Life was great before you invaded our lives but you have made it SO. MUCH. BETTER. Exponentially better (you'll know what that word means in 10 or so years). I am so in love with you it drives me crazy sometimes.

I cannot wait to see what the next 6 months have in store for us.

Love,

Your biggest fan, Mommy

xoxo

Well, well, well

Guess who decided to sleep 11 hours straight last night?

That would be this kid.

 

6 month stats

Little c was incredibly brave whilst getting jabbed 3 times today. Some small tears that the promise of a trip to the ice cream parlour soon fixed.

He even sat up on the exam table for a couple of minutes all by himself to show off how much of a big boy he is.

Here are his 6 month stats:

Weight - 16.9 lbs (I thought he was well over 17 lbs. It's those thighs. Very deceiving) 35th percentile

Height - 27.0" 73rd percentile

Head - 17.5" 73rd percentile

Thighs - OFF THE CHARTS!!

When I informed little c's doctor of his inability to roll over (which we aren't worried about at all), she shrugged and said that sitting unassisted is an even more advanced milestone than rolling over, so he's pretty much brilliant. Then wouldn't you know it, the little goof rolled over all by himself at school today. And then proceeded to roll across the living room floor tonight all by himself. Rolled and laughed so much he wore himself out and we put him to bed 15 minutes earlier than usual. He was so tired he just laid in the tub without kicking and splashing.

So it was a big day at Hancock Manor. An even bigger day is fast approaching as little c gets to try vegetables for the first time on Wednesday. (We've decided to wait until his 6 month birthday to try solids other than rice cereal.) Lots of photos will be posted of all the faces I can imagine he'll make. I wonder if he'll like the pureed brussel sprouts with eggplant coulis...

 
  
Finding Nana & Papa very entertaining.

Ummmmmm. Beer.

Cheeks so cute even a 3 year old boy came up and couldn't stop pinching them!

 

 

 

Off to get poked

Little does little c know that he's going to get 3 needles in an hour. Poor thing. It's time for his 6 month appointment and those darn shots are part of the fun. Good thing he has some killer thighs to absorb all the needle juice. (see evidence of thunder thighs below.)

 

I'll post his 6 month stats later today so we can see how he measures up.

He's been such a delight lately-we are enjoying him so much. However we're not enjoying his 6:00 a.m. wake up.

If we could keep him at this age for awhile, I think we would. He's not mobile so he's not all over the place (we haven't Cohen-proofed Hancock Manor yet so we're hopeful he won't be going anywhere for awhile). He's not telling us in words what he thinks of us (although he does a good job of babbling and I think he's getting in some jabs here and there). And he's all smiles and laughter. 

Funny to think that a mere month and a half ago I was wanting to sell him to the highest bidder. So glad the sale fell through.

 

I'm still here

We've just been super busy with Nana & Papa's visit from the land of beavers, maple syrup, one year paid maternity, and the Tragically Hip.

More soon. But now I need to pump, go to bed, and get ready for little c to wake up at 12:30 and cry for an hour.

Little c's best friend

Little c will have many best friends in his life but his current best friend is Hootie (we're so original when naming his toys). Hootie was made by the same person that made my apron and his bedding, Laurie, who is such a special woman in our lives.

Hootie can be found by little c's side or in his mouth or clutched in his pudgy little fingers at any moment of the day.

 

 

Little c and Hootie hope you have a great weekend.

Absentee Mum

Yesterday and today I had a work retreat that was only an hour away but it was imperative that I stay with my colleagues for a little team bonding. Therefore, last night I spent my first night away from little c. And it was rough. And I hope I don't have to do it again for a long, long time.

The good news is he and big c did great without me. They even called and left a message of the wee one laughing and laughing. I will never erase that message. And I will probably listen to it several times a day until they leave me a new one.

But I'm back now and ready for my 4:00 a.m. booty call with this character. I can't wait for our alone time!