5 Months

I wrote this back when my little 9 month old girl was just 5 months - but apparently I forgot to publish it. So... here it is, 4 months late! lol

Josie is 5 months old today. I can't believe it. On one hand, it feels as though she's been a part of my life forever, for as long as I can remember. I can't imagine life without her, without knowing her, without her always on my mind on some level, without loving her. Then on the other hand, it seems just yesterday we were staring in joyful terror at the positive pregnancy test, or drifting through that surreal sleep-deprived emotional/hormonal roller-coaster time in the hospital after she was born. Wow. Just...wow.

At 5 months, Josie my little Bean, you are:

-Blowing raspberries continuously because you think it's the greatest joke ever - and belly-laughing til you choke on all the drool - then laughing more over that.

-Sitting up all by yourself! Everyone says it's early, but you're right on schedule for YOU so who cares about early or late? Life's not a race, kiddo. (Unless it really is, you know, like track and field - then run like heck in that case.)

-Sometimes forgetting that nothing is holding you up when you're sitting by yourself, and toppling over. We're careful to avoid hard surfaces, so you think this is almost as hilarious as blowing raspberries. Almost. More belly-laughing ensues.

-The life of any party. Daddy calls you a celebrity because wherever we take you, you attract attention and have "fans". You've never met a stranger, and you're always so happy and smiley and excited about everything that people can't help but watch you and laugh.