In my last blog post I mentioned a “health situation that has slowed me down a bit” (and someone kindly commented that she hopes I get over it quickly…thank you. But I guess I was a little too vague. It isn’t something I want to get over!) A few weeks ago we discovered that Isaiah is going to be a big brother! That makes Ali a “double big sister” according to her. We’re all thrilled to welcome a new addition coming in July.
I’m pregnant for the second time this year.
I’m gonna miss the hot tub again this winter.
I’m going to enjoy eating all.of.the.things at Thanksgiving and Christmas again this winter.
Zay will be approx 15 months old when he’s officially a big brother.
Ali is super excited to be a “double big sister.”
Jason and I are about to be outnumbered.
It was not an accident, nor was it meticulously planned (by us…God knows exactly what He is doing. We left it up to Him.)
Three weeks ago Jason looked at my belly and said “Are you sure you’re not pregnant?” And I said, “I think it’s all the Nutter Butters I’ve been eating.”
Our little Nutter Butter is a welcome addition.
Good gravy! Six months old?! That was the fastest half-year of my life. I love this age. Sitting up, eating baby food, giving the best hugs, babbling “mama” and “dada” and “hi” and other words, starting to get mobile but not quite enough to get into trouble. Though, as I mentioned the other day, I’m starting to have to tell him no already…no pulling books off the shelf, no spilling the dog water bowl, no pulling hair or grabbing glasses. Isaiah is a happy, sweet, talkative boy. He loves to eat; sweet potatoes are his favorite. He’s a great sleeper at night but doesn’t nap a whole lot. Favorite activities: playing peekaboo, chomping on everything and splashing his bath water. He’s a big boy; wearing mostly 9m clothes. He’s 28.5″ tall (98%!) and 18 lbs.
[Disclaimer…he’s almost 7 months old now! This post is super late. I had a slew of technology glitches that led to a new phone and computer and it’s taken me a while to get everything into full swing again. Plus a health situation came up that’s slowed me down a bit lately.]
We celebrated Zay’s half birthday with a half piece of cake, half a scoop of ice cream and a half a cookie. He had a taste of ice cream and he liked it very much!