Shame on us! We have ZERO excuses for not updating our blog, as we have been making countless memories over the past six months. I want to remember everything about Colin from this age, but soon these wonderful moments will be pushed back by other wonderful moments. I think I could use a Pensieve.

That saying “the days are long, but the years are short” YEAH, how in the world do we already have a six-month old?? I suppose that is part of the reason the posts haven’t been made… Having a baby keeps you damn busy! I guess I was more than a bit naïve, believing that as a stay-at-home mom I would get a lot done. In my mind Ian would come home to a clean house, chores done, dinner cooking. Reality is, Ian gets home and I say “yay, go see Dad!” and go swap the laundry that’s been in the washer for hours over to the dryer. Or clean up that mess I made when hastily preparing breakfast in the finite amount of time I have where Colin is actually happy in his bouncer.

Reality is, I’ll take it all! The dishes that need to be washed, the clothes that need to be folded when I just want to go to bed, the things that still haven’t found a place in our new home even though we have been living here for almost three months. Those things are all a result of having a pair of big blue eyes twinkling at me while we dance around singing “Killer Queen,” or hearing the best sound in the world, baby giggles, as I bop around like a lunatic playing this crazy version of peek-a-boo that Colin loves. It’s sitting as still as possible and not worrying about all the things that need to be done, because the only thing I really need to do is cuddle this boy who will only want to sleep in his mama’s lap for a finite amount of time.

Raising a good human is simultaneously the best and hardest thing I’ve ever done. I’ve never spent more time fretting over whether or not I’m doing things right. Ian and I have never been so in tune, with each other, ourselves, and the choices we make. There are millions and millions of memories to be made, and laundry isn’t going to stop us from enjoying the moments that may never happen again. If you’re reading this and you have kids, stop, and go observe them. Just watch, no judgements, don’t let your mind narrate their story. Notice how their hair has changed, or how they move, or what they do when they think no one is watching. It’s probably the best thing you will see all day 💙