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6 Months, Clichés, and More


To avoid the cliche, I won't begin this post with "I can't believe it's been six months already..."

Nari Nancy passed her six months mark just a few days ago. I have been meaning to write a more detailed blog post on her and just am finally getting a chance to sit down and write. Reflecting back, these six months have blown by. Let's get this out of the way:

Nari now rolls over from tummy to back and back to tummy. It's actually her primary method of moving around. I laid her on her play mat in the family room for a few minutes. When I turned back around from folding clothes, she had rolled her way across the family room.

She's all about drooling now. She eats basic baby food and yes, her poop is beginning to stink more. She is babbling like crazy. Sometimes I think, "man she is LOUD!" She screams and has a very high pitch squeal. Her first words were, "dada!" I couldn't be happier!!!

Kayden and Rose just love little Nari. Nari lights up when she sees her siblings, especially when they are being silly! She smiles and gets excited over seeing Mom, me after a long day away, food, or even the cats.

Nari has discovered her feet and will pull on them, take off her socks then proceed to eat her socks, and even suck on her toes if she can get to them. She loves pulling on her ears and has now discovered the joys of scratching the back of her head. All of her hair she had at birth has really thinned out...sadly. She drinks from a bottle without any problems now and sometimes insists that she holds them herself.

She is a silly girl and loves to be held and loves your FULL attention. Everything eventually finds its way to her mouth...everything. She also loves her jumperoo to the point of falling asleep in it when she's had too much fun. She forgets at times that she is standing on my stomach and uses it as a jumperoo. I guess gaining a few pounds helps pad her jumping.

Reflecting back to being a parent...I couldn't be happier. I used to think Suzie was being silly when she's get emotional looking at the baby pictures of Kayden and Rose. I get it. I totally get it now. Even in the short six months, Nari has grown so much. She is developing a funny little personality and character.

In the end, I am a parent of three kiddos. Two are not mine by blood, but they are mine. I have a lot to learn about parenting...mainly in the patience department. Kayden and Rose have started to really pick up on things I do and copy them...good and bad. Parenting is a journey that is different for everyone. It brings amazing happiness and is accompanied by frustration and tears. I wouldn't trade it for anything.

I am not a perfect parent...not by a long shot. But I do love all three of my children PERFECTLY. I only want what is best for them, even if that means sending Rose to bed kicking and screaming because she is not tired. It means pushing Kayden to do his VERY best in school even through the tears when "math is just too hard." It's holding Nari as she's screaming because Mom is at work and she just wants to be held by Suzie. All of it, everything, I do it because I love my children perfectly.

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