My little Luna moon is half a year old and shines a little brighter every day. I can't believe it all really. I feel like I am going to blink and she will be 18. I never want this time in our lives to pass. The past 6 months have been the very best of my life and I am so grateful.
Soooo, Luna is no longer a new born. The intoxication of a little person who is brand new has gone. She is a proper squishy robust little cherub baby who is growing up super fast. Giggling and smiling her way towards toddler-dom. This past month she has really started rolling over, sitting up, reaching for everything and pushing it on the floor, including but not limited to mugs, cups, plates, her toys, her food and my phone. She has started wriggling a lot and is a nosy little lady. Her new absolute favourite thing is her door bouncer. Finally I have my arms to do a bit of work and she is blissfully happy bouncing for really long stretches of time. Good for both of us.
Baby bore stuff (for me to remember): She sleeps at about nine and wakes a few times in the night before starting the day snuggled up in our bed. Then goes back to sleep an hour or so into the day, wakes and has a play and then will need a couple of hours kip midday until about 5 or 6 when she has another hour. She then has a bath between 8-9 and falls asleep on our bed before one last feed and into her cot in her room.
Oh and purée; lots of purée and a few sticks of broccoli, carrot and biscuit.
For me the adrenaline from having a baby has finally worn off and the cortisol has been wearing me down this past month. It isn't good for your bones or your immune system and I started feeling pretty run down and frazzled. I feel like the high has subsided. The reality that there is life after having a baby is slowly dawning. It isn't a bad thing. Yoga, an intense course of Floradix and this amazing sunshine has definitely brought me back up and although I'm tired I'm still so happy.