It's hard to believe when people ask me how old my baby is I am now responding with "Six months old". Where has the last six gone? And another six will pass and we'll be back from Jamaica with fresh tans, celebrating her 1st birthday, yikes! I often find myself wishing away the present, and hoping for the future-saying things like, "I can't wait until she can feed herself" or "It'll be so nice when she can crawl". While it's exciting to think about all the fun things to come, I need to sit back and enjoy the present. Someone once said "Children have neither a past nor a future. Thus they enjoy the present --which seldom happens to us." I find this to be right on for myself. Thinking back to when I was a kid. I wasn't worried about how much time had passed nor was I concerned about the future. All I was concerned about was that day, and what I was going to fill it doing!
Our little Syrie is starting to sit up all on her own, and it's the most exciting thing in my world right now. She looks so old when she does this. We had her 6 month pictures taken last weekend, and just a week prior I was concerned she wouldn't be able to sit up for any of them, but sure enough, she pulled it off. With sitting up, comes crawling, and with crawling comes..watch out! Time for me to get serious about not leaving things lying around because as soon as she's mobile enough she'll be scooting around, picking up whatever she can and sticking it directly in her mouth. The likeness of my necklaces has turned into an obsession as I find her clawing at my chest to grab hold of whatever necklace I may be wearing and shove it into her mouth. Another fondness of hers that's grown over the last week drastically is her dad! My gosh, the girl is obsessed with David. She is constantly staring at him whether he's holding her or I'm holding her. And if he's not paying attention to her she makes this "huh" noise at him until he looks. It's got to be one of the cutest things to date that she does. She's going to be a daddy's girl for sure. And lucky for her, she's got a great dad.
The first 6 months of Syrie's life were spent with David and I both working first shift jobs, but now Syrie, the cat, Hermes and myself have some adjusting to do as David recently got out of the pool at Deere and is on a second shift job. While this isn't ideal, it could be worse. As where before he was up and at work by 6 a.m., he now gets to spend his mornings with Syrie, heads to the gym, and home for a quick shower, then to work by 2 p.m. This is great for our mothers because they're no longer needed at our house to babysit by 7:30 a.m. and can hopefully get some things done before having to be to our place at 11 a.m. My husband is a very schedule-oriented person. He does the same thing every day-eats the same lunch every day, works out at the gym at the same time daily, and goes to bed at the same time every night. Now that he's not there in the evening my schedule has flipped upside down. Other than the fact that I can now enjoy all of my reality shows at night with no complaints, I'm not sure this schedule flip is going to be a good fit for me. I liked the order of knowing what time I would be eating supper, working out, and going to bed each day. Isn't the woman of the house supposed to be the orderly one? Ha ha, well not in our house! Last night I found myself sitting downstairs in the living room with Syrie at 10 p.m. watching re-runs on Bravo when I would normally already have laid her down, and myself been in bed watching the tube. Ugh. I'm going to have to nip this in the bud right away or else it's going to wreak havoc on my life. Next thing you know I'll be eating grilled cheese w/ ramen noodles for dinner every night, not working out, and going to bed at 11 p.m.
It all goes back to what I said in the beginning of this post. I need to appreciate what I have at the present time. When it's gone, it's gone. Now that David is not home at night, I miss it, and while I think I appreciated it for the most part while he was on 1st, I may not have always let him know it. David if you see this, thanks for all you do. I'm a very lucky girl.
Our little Syrie is starting to sit up all on her own, and it's the most exciting thing in my world right now. She looks so old when she does this. We had her 6 month pictures taken last weekend, and just a week prior I was concerned she wouldn't be able to sit up for any of them, but sure enough, she pulled it off. With sitting up, comes crawling, and with crawling comes..watch out! Time for me to get serious about not leaving things lying around because as soon as she's mobile enough she'll be scooting around, picking up whatever she can and sticking it directly in her mouth. The likeness of my necklaces has turned into an obsession as I find her clawing at my chest to grab hold of whatever necklace I may be wearing and shove it into her mouth. Another fondness of hers that's grown over the last week drastically is her dad! My gosh, the girl is obsessed with David. She is constantly staring at him whether he's holding her or I'm holding her. And if he's not paying attention to her she makes this "huh" noise at him until he looks. It's got to be one of the cutest things to date that she does. She's going to be a daddy's girl for sure. And lucky for her, she's got a great dad.
The first 6 months of Syrie's life were spent with David and I both working first shift jobs, but now Syrie, the cat, Hermes and myself have some adjusting to do as David recently got out of the pool at Deere and is on a second shift job. While this isn't ideal, it could be worse. As where before he was up and at work by 6 a.m., he now gets to spend his mornings with Syrie, heads to the gym, and home for a quick shower, then to work by 2 p.m. This is great for our mothers because they're no longer needed at our house to babysit by 7:30 a.m. and can hopefully get some things done before having to be to our place at 11 a.m. My husband is a very schedule-oriented person. He does the same thing every day-eats the same lunch every day, works out at the gym at the same time daily, and goes to bed at the same time every night. Now that he's not there in the evening my schedule has flipped upside down. Other than the fact that I can now enjoy all of my reality shows at night with no complaints, I'm not sure this schedule flip is going to be a good fit for me. I liked the order of knowing what time I would be eating supper, working out, and going to bed each day. Isn't the woman of the house supposed to be the orderly one? Ha ha, well not in our house! Last night I found myself sitting downstairs in the living room with Syrie at 10 p.m. watching re-runs on Bravo when I would normally already have laid her down, and myself been in bed watching the tube. Ugh. I'm going to have to nip this in the bud right away or else it's going to wreak havoc on my life. Next thing you know I'll be eating grilled cheese w/ ramen noodles for dinner every night, not working out, and going to bed at 11 p.m.
It all goes back to what I said in the beginning of this post. I need to appreciate what I have at the present time. When it's gone, it's gone. Now that David is not home at night, I miss it, and while I think I appreciated it for the most part while he was on 1st, I may not have always let him know it. David if you see this, thanks for all you do. I'm a very lucky girl.
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