oh happy days

Life is just moving along quite nicely. Timothy is getting more and more fun each and every day. He has really grown out of his cranky-pants colic and is blossoming into quite the little dude. And each day I discover little idiosyncrasies about him. Just last night I saw how ticklish he was when I dried under his armpits. He let out one of those distressed giggles that as a fellow ticklish person remember. It's funny, it's ticklish, but at the same time it's uncomfortable and as much as you are giggling, you just want the tickling to stop!

He has started crawling and scooting all around. Of course the second I pull out the camera to videotape this new skill he immediately stops and looks at me as if to say "what the heck ma.....". And I am pretty sure he is doing it on purpose. What a sneak!

Next week we take our first plane ride to see the Newfie side of the family. It is exciting. Tim will get to meet so many people who already love him and his chunky legs and I know they can't wait to get their hands on him for oodles of hugs, kisses and snuggles. I am looking forward to some very long day-time naps!

Life right now is good. I have very few complaints, which is unlike me! My day is filled with so many more good moments than challenging ones, my son is turning a new leaf...if only he'd sleep through the night!

Yesterday, today and tomorrow.

Six months ago I experienced instant unconditional love.
Six months ago I embarked on a very new, overwhelming journey known as motherhood.
Six months ago I met the most beautiful tiny, little, squirmy, baby boy.
Six months ago I had a terrifying moment that still can bring tears to my eyes if I let my mind wander to that moment.
Six months ago I learned that every plan you can make for labour and delivery means nothing.
Six months ago I learned that a poopy diaper does actually bring happiness! Even today.
Five months ago I learned that one should never take advantage of sleep and how wonderful and glorious it truly is! For all non-parents...sleep. Sleep!
Five months ago I learned that boys can leak through a lot of diapers, so be careful when changing them.
Four months ago I learned what colic was.
Four months ago I cursed colic. I still curse colic.
Four months ago I realized how unfair life is when all my friends/family had angel babies and I had a devil baby. Ok, not a devil baby. I mean colicky baby. (maybe 1% devil)
Three months ago I learned that colic lasts a long time.
Three months ago I learned that my baby Does. Not. Sleep. Ever.
Two months ago I learned that colic eventually ends. After about 14 weeks.
Two months ago I learned why moms love their babies so much (see colic ending)
One month ago I learned that the tiniest of things can make me the most proud mom ever.
One month ago I would have told you that sitting up was like the hardest thing ever. (today it's crawling)
One month ago I cringed thinking my son might bite me now that he has two teeth. I was wrong.
One month ago I couldn't believe five months had already passed. Time is flying by.
Today I can't believe six months has passed.
Today I can't believe how badly I feel for my in-pain-teething little boy.
Today I try to enjoy every single moment with Timothy as I feel like it will all be over before I know it.
Today my day is made better by every smile, gurgle and spit noise.
Today I secretly enjoy that my baby reaches out for me when he is in daddy's arms.
Today I count my blessings as I have a happy, healthy, stubborn, strong-willed, spirited, most amazing son.
Yesterday, today and tomorrow I will continue to wish that my son would sleep.
Yesterday, today and tomorrow I will continue to wish that he grows to have the most wonderful life
Yesterday, today and tomorrow I will continue to love this boy more than he will ever know.