Today, my son turned six months old.
His half birthday.
I had such a hard time finding the words that I wanted to use to express how I am feeling. 484 more words
I just heard about the new parenting trend, ‘the half birthday’ on the radio this morning as I was tossing too and fro in my bed like a squeaky door (Prov. 1,174 more words
Dearest Poet Victoria, Our Little Miss P:
You’ve made it halfway around the sun, our sweet child. In your time here, you’ve learned to use your voice when you want to be heard- even if it’s only to babble to your blanket or razz at Raffy the Giraffe- you’ve also learned to tug at our hearts without making a sound. 341 more words