I did vow that this blog would stay true and not become a mummy blog, but, the blog has always been an account of my life. The recipes are the things we eat, the crafts get used in my home or given as gifts the outfits are all my own. So with a baby as cute and photogenic as mine can you blame me for the odd indulgent post. A few months ago I shared my birth story so those of you who read it know that the path to getting this wonderful baby was a rocky one. I feel lucky everyday and today on Sebastian's 6 month birthday I want to share the letter I have written to him for his book, (more on that another day).
Today you are 6 months old, half a year, 183 days, no matter how it is is phrased it still makes no sense to me. When you were born I counted your age in hours, then days, then weeks and now months, but the truth is I still measure your existence in seconds. I don't want to miss any of them. I miss you when I go to the toilet. I mourn every habit you grow out of, I am desperately trying to cram every memory into my brain, only to rejoice and be amazed by every new thing you learn. I worry that there is not enough room in my head to effectively store all of these memories; the sound of your babbling, your laugh, the way your eyes light up when I sing a song you recognise. Hopefully you will not require too much help at school and I can relegate geography and maths to the archives to make space in my brain for the many wonderful things you will do.
At the moment you have started weaning and 2 days ago we had a breakthrough. You wanted your own fork and to eat from my plate. All the simple foods I had given to you were cast aside for macaroni cheese with garlic and shallots. I loved this because you wanted to do what I was doing, just be a regular family member and it made my heart swell with joy because you are my family and you were happiest being part of the gang.
I have traveled the world and had so many wonderful adventures but having you in my life is the best adventure ever.
I love you, happy half birthday
Mummy (I love being able to write that word about myself)