Well, Teddy, you've been alive half a year. Unbelievable. It simultaneously feels like you've been here forever and that you just got here. Six months is a huge marker for me because I remember filling out my maternity leave paperwork thinking, "Well, if all goes to plan, I will be able to stay home until he is six months old." That felt like forever to me. And it was much longer than I got with either of your sisters. But that time has flown by. I go back tomorrow (insert crying emoji face). I remember going back with Leah. I went back to such a toxic school in another district. One of other teachers that hated me, but pretended not to, came into my room on my first day back. I had cried the whole way to school, but pulled it together by the time I got there. She asked me if I was sad to be back. I said I was, and misted up, but that Leah was in good hands. She went off on a tangent about how people like me made her mad, and we should just sell our homes and move to smaller homes, and sell a car, and just share a car with our husbands and only shop at Goodwill if we were so miserable working. I had been back for like 10 minutes and just looked at her until she awkwardly left. Thankfully, I am going back to the best school ever that is less than 2 miles away from our house. I will see you every lunch.
This was a pretty good month for you. You learned that you love jumping in the Jumparoo. You continue to love food and we always joke that you are wondering when it is "food o'clock". You love pears the most so far. You seem to like to chew more than the purees I've been making, but there aren't many foods you can chew, so you've been having your fair share of bananas, avocados, super ripe pears, and egg yokes. We haven't weighed you in a while, but you are a big boy! Officially into all 6-12 months and some are all ready getting small. You still wear size 3 diaper, but we need to move you up to size 4 for overnight diapers (which is totally crazy to me because NEITHER of your sisters ever got to size 4--they went up to size 3 and then were potty trained--at 2--still in size 3). You sleep 6 hours or more straight each night, so you need a pretty absorbent diaper.
You love to roll, and flip over as promptly as possible during diaper changes. You can move around a room somehow, but you aren't crawling yet. I was cleaning out your drawers and you started off right beside me. By the time I was done, you were in the hallway!
You still have 2 little bottom teeth which are the cutest thing ever. You try to chew everything! You stick your fingers in your month sometimes, but, thankfully, I don't think you will be the finger sucker Juliet is. You don't get the point of pacifiers, either. You are your own man. Your newest trick is that you weirdly scratch the bed when you wake up. The first few times I got super freaked out because it sounded like something out of a horror movie right.next.to.my.face. You sleep in your dock-a-tot for your first (and longest stretch of sleep), then cuddled next to me for the next part. You like to be close, and will roll until you find me. I can't say that I mind...
You continue to be just about as easy as they come. You are typically totally content and full of smiles. When you get tired, or feel unsure, you like to be held, but that's about all you need. This weekend you must have been overtired on Saturday and you cried hard for like 10-15 minutes before bed. Daddy and I were like, "WHAT IS GOING ON?? IS HE SICK?" Then we remembered that most babies get in those moods regularly. You've just always been pretty easy. What a great personality to have. You will need a sunny disposition with your two preteen sisters.
I could write about you forever, but I go back to work tomorrow and want to concentrate on cuddling you right now. Love you, Bearsey Boy!
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