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... of the big .50

It has finally arrived. Abram will be six whole months tomorrow! And, boy, how times have changed since that fateful afternoon 26 weeks ago.

I sit here, surrounded by toys, covered in slobber and sour milk, my arms stronger and my joy more full. It really is true that you love your kids more and more every day. I mean, I loved him when he was born, but not like this. Now I honestly can tell him I love him for everything that he is and his little personality and all of the adorable things that he does and just because he is my son. I think it's taken this long for me to really feel like I had a son, too. Still a little strange to use that word, but I'm sure I'll get more and more used to it as he becomes more boy and less baby.

Tomorrow we are having a gathering at our house. It is really just to get our community group and neighbors and friends together, but it just happens to be Abram's half birthday. So I think we will celebrate. Maybe with these cute summery watermelon cookies?



They look nice and easy, but I am going to have my hands full tomorrow getting the house and everything ready. It will happen if Abram is a good napper. We shall see. Today has been a little hard and his schedule is... not a schedule at all. It was all because of his well check this morning... and my running errands for a few hours after the well check...

When Abram was born, he weighed 6 lbs 14 oz and was 20.25 inches long. This is what he slept in for the first month or so of his life:


At six months old, he is 14 lbs 9 oz (8th percentile) and 26 inches (30th percentile). Still long and skinny! Here he is in that same basket wearing his birthday onesie I made him that he will wear for the party tomorrow!





I really liked doing the onesie and it was relatively easy. I did it with freezer paper, which I had no idea about, but learned about it from Sir Bubbadoo's mom here.

So, the next post should be some good pictures from the party! We have to be better about taking pictures. We've definitely been slacking these last few months. Sorry all you Abram fans out there! We'll get better... promise.
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