six months ago today... he was one day old. he weighed 9 pounds. he was tiny and warm and cuddly. he could barely keep his eyes open. only long enough to feed and perhaps notice a sister whiz by.
six months ago today... we were a brand new family of four. we were figuring things out. we were exhausted. newly in love with a tiny human. wondering with great curiosity how other families did this.
today... D is her world. he is my little buddy. he weighs 19 pounds. he is bright eyed and bushy tailed. he grabs and reaches and screeches and coos. he is awake and alert and sweet. he has a serious set of lungs. ryan calls him 'mariah carey'. moo and i call him 'nizzy'.
today... we are comfortable in our skin as a family of four {most days}. we are surely {and most likely always will be} figuring things out. we are semi skilled at juggling two babies. finding ways to sooth two at once. adjusting, compromising, changing.
six months ago i couldn't imagine my life today. today i couldn't imagine it any other way.
i am blessed.
thankful.
humbled.
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