She is huge. (Or seems so. I have no idea of her actual stats.)
She is pulling up to standing.
She's got a full head of hair again.
Stop! Slow down! Why can't I squeeze her squishy self and tango through the kitchen while holding her forever?
If you are tempted to remind me of all the good things to come, then surely you are missing the point.
She's my bay-beeeee! 5 months ago she could not even sit up. But 6 months from now she'll be a bona fide toddler. I can't take it.
It's so cliche, isn't it? The mother who wants to stop time. But sometimes the trite and the heartfelt are one and the same.
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I cringe at the thought of no more chubby thighs...
Oh yes, it goes by so very fast. That saying that the days go by slowly, but the years go by fast... it's so true.
Abe and June are growing so fast. Sigh... so fast.
I think this photo deserves a title. Like "longing for freedom". How much does she WANT to be outside???
Beth - alas, it does appear that way, however, I think the thought bubble that would go with this picture would actually read, "HELP! Mama got me into this position, and I can't get down!" : )
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