We survived

All of a sudden my tiny baby isn’t so tiny anymore. I realize, of course, that in another month or two, I’ll look back at today and think he was so little. It just amazes me that he will be 5 months old this week! Where has the time gone? I just wish someone would have told me how fast they grow up! (Ha! Seriously, if I had a dime for every time someone has told me that. But seriously, they grow so fast!)
It blows my mind that the newborn days are already behind us. The other evening, after putting Isaac to bed at his usual 7-7:30 bedtime, it occurred to me that we had survived the early days. I don’t want to jinx myself, and I know that he could regress at any point, but my boy is consistently sleeping about 13 hour nights now. For a long time he was holding on to that 5:00 a.m. feeding, but somewhere, it slipped away.  Just like that, we’re getting evenings to ourselves and a full night’s sleep. It’s amazing.
As nostalgic as I get for those early days, I can’t help but love every moment of where we are now. Isaac amazes me every single day with the things he’s figuring out. I’m pretty sure I’m the proudest mama around.
It makes me feel a little lightheaded to think that in just a few short weeks he’ll be half a year old. In so many ways it feels like he just got here, but it also feels like he’s always been a part of our family.
Here’s to soaking up every single day!