Everyone said the first three months of parenthood were hard, but I found the first six months to be quite butt-kicking.
Now I'm finally starting to enjoy it. Three cheers for having a six month old. He's cute, he's doing new things all the time, he sleeps for longer stretches, his daily schedule is way more predictable, he doesn't even poo that often anymore. He's fun to dress up, and kiss, and hug and squish. He laughs and it melts your heart.
And I feel like I'm beginning to know what I'm doing! I'm not so alarmed by his every move anymore. At first, I felt such anxiety. It was hard to take a full, deep breath. But I'm getting more relaxed, which makes it better for all of us.
He's learning, and I'm learning, and the combination is getting to be pretty fun.
Here he is with his grandfather, Vasu's dad. Can't resist posting a naked baby picture. I'm loving all of the changes but Vasu wants to freeze Ronin in time now. He won't be a baby much longer at all!
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