We are back... 6 months later!

My dear Davis,
You are approaching 6 months this week, and I am a little ashamed to say that the last time I blogged was before you had even come face to face with the real world. Well, to make a looooooong story short, you are here now and your dad and I are head over heels for you.
I look back now at your pictures from the day you were born and that first month, and can't believe how little you were! You were so fragile, and now seem like such a a little boy...no longer a featherweight infant, you can hold your head up, almost sit all by yourself, and roll over.
We haven't quite started solids yet. Not for lack of trying on your part, but more so because your mama is a bit scared. I guess I am scared of the mess, the possible complications with your reflux, allergy worries, and probably the main reason....I don't want you to grow up! I always have been a bit on the inpatient side, move on to the next step, kind of girl, but not with you, little man. Not with you. I treasure every single second with you, my boy, and it is going way to fast already! I can't imagine how I will feel when you go to school, your first sporting event, a dance, or even off to college.
We struck gold with you Davis! With a bit of scheduling work, you have been sleeping through the night since 2-3 months. You know your bedtime schedule and seem to like it. Napping can be tough but you are starting to transition to two long naps daily from the many short naps of your younger days. You truly might be the most smiley baby I have seen. I am not saying that just because I am your mother. You are quite the flirt and tend to distract people with those bright eyes and glorious grin. Your daddy has even nicknamed you Smiley Cyrus. :) What you don't give out too often is that giggle. When you do though, ahhh, it is like a breath of fresh air. I absolutely love your giggle. Your daddy does too, and he can make you laugh like no one else.
You started daycare at about 4 months. You seem to like it. I have my days. You seem to be thriving there though, you like your teachers and are starting to interact with the other kids as well. The daycare sniffle, cough, and stuffy nose is what I HATE about daycare. I HATE that you were sick for the ENTIRE month of January and February. You were a trooper though. It is mommy and daddy who can't handle it.
I hope I can get around to blogging more often now that we have survived the first 6 months. This has been the most trying, yet most amazing experience your daddy and I have been through as people, and specifically as a team. Trying due to lack of sleep, lack of knowledge & experience, but those smiles that you give us a the perfect time or when you nuzzle your perfect little head into our chests, we melt. You are truly a gift...and God is good, and you are proof.
Thank you for these 6 months.
I love you,
Mommy.

Blast from the Past & Did I mention I'm pregnant?

So, In my first post I mentioned a "growing" family...If you have anything to do with Chad or myself, you know that "growing" means the little addition that we are expecting in September. We are so excited, nervous, and feel so blessed to have this little man in our lives already!!! Oh right, did I say we found out Baby is a BOY!!!

Anyway, the reason I am posting twice today is to share something that I had written with the intention of posting back when I was still questioning whether we blog or not. I wanted to get an early read on our feelings for the little tyke if he ever happens to come across this. Here it is. It's from late January when the little guy was still an it & I hadn't even been to the doctor yet.


1/30/10
Dear Baby,
We have known of you for about 15 days. Isn't that crazy? You are the size of a poppyseed, but our hearts are already full of love for you. We can't wait to see pictures of you, we can't wait to hold you in our arms, we can't wait for your giggles. In the meantime, you have some growing to do. So, for nostalgia's sake, here's the story of how you graduated from an idea to a real baby in my belly!

When you meet me (mom), you will probably find out that patience is not one of my strengths. This flows into every aspect of our lives, including you! Your dad & I found out we were pregnant for you on January 16 at around 6 am. This was a Saturday. We are not early risers. Again, your mother is impatient. This was the first day our tests would show the 99% accurate result. So, that being said, we didn't believe it after just one test. Four tests later, it began to sink in. We were going to be your mom & dad! I will never forget the feeling of the smile on my face & the smile on your dad's.
So, thank you so much for all of the joy you have already brought us. We will try our best to do the same for you.
With loads of love,
Mom