Happy Half-Birthday

Ryder, my baby boy, turned 6-months old yesterday.

I remember the fear when I had my first son, and thinking that I would never be able to love anything as much as I loved him. And the prospect of more children also scared me because I felt that I wasn't capable of loving any more... I was wrong. My cup now runneth over.
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Ryder, you're such an amazing, happy little baby.

You now love your tummy time, and you're trying as hard as you possibly can to crawl. You're so close!
You're up on all fours, you let out this happy little scream and do this little 'humping' dance, and then come back down again and scoot yourself backwards. It really is funny to watch, so much so that I have it on video to watch when you're older.

You love food. OH MY GOODNESS you love food.

Weetbix with mashed banana, you go nuts. Chocolate custard, you go nuts. Cruskits, you go nuts. It's taken a little while to get you to eat your meat, but over the last week or so you've enjoyed some chicken. I think daddy was getting nervous you were a vegetarian!

You also had your injections this week, they didn't phase you. Mummy was so proud. You didn't cry for long, and like a switch, the tears were gone and you were back to being the flirty, smiley boy that everyone loves.

Mummy can't take you anywhere without being stopped by people that just admire your curls and your big blue eyes. You really are the cutest baby I have ever laid my eyes on. You make my heart melt. You have this gorgeous smile, and such defined facial expressions... I joke at times that you have a bit of an 'old man' face like daddy. He's not impressed, but it's just a little bit true.

Your sleeping is mostly good... this week it's been a bit difficult because you've had the sniffles, but I can't complain. You're still sleeping ten times better than you did when you were a newborn. Mummy wasn't coping back then, but she certainly is now.

This month has also marked your start at day care. Mummy has gone back to work 2 days a week, but you're loving the time around other kids, even if it means bringing home the germs. The ladies at day care swoon over you, and you look happy there.

Thank you for a brilliant 6-months my precious baby boy,

Love you millions, always.

Mummy xxx

6 Years Ago...

I'd like to introduce a very special little man in my life; his name is Logan and today he is 6 years old. The day he was born, I became a mother. I was no longer just "Megan", I was someone's mum and was responsible for this little person's life forever. I couldn't have asked for an easier baby to ease me into Motherhood... minus a couple of scary experiences in the early days.

Everyone adores him. He's the sort of kid that is always laughing and always smiling, he's the epitome of happiness. He always wants to help and be a part of the action; I have to remind myself sometimes that he's only "6", "5", etc. He's a kid, but he's a very old soul at times.

I love him. For showing me how to have fun, how to laugh, how to be patient and most importantly how to love life. Kids have a funny way of making you appreciate the little things in life, to stop and look at the funny pictures in the clouds, to pick a flower, pick up a ladybug... so many simple little things that put a smile on your face, all the while creating some beautiful memories.

These 6 years haven't been without their challenges, but kids are perfect with their imperfections; that's part of being a kid. The tantrums, tears, phone calls from the school (yes, already!) and let's not forget the attitude! But deep down inside, there's no malice... he's not the sort of kid to deliberately be naughty, he's far too busy trying to please everyone and make everyone laugh.

So Happy Birthday my little man. A great 6 years so far, and many, many more to come.

What an amazing son I have, and what a lucky mother I am to have you xxx