26 weeks, half a year, 6 bleddy months. No idea atall, where that time went. For me to say that it has gone fast would be a complete understatement. I never imagined myself with two children, but now I can barely remeber what it was like with just the one, although I recall it being wayyyyy easier. So anyway, our 8.4 pound bundle is now tipping the scales at 16 pounds, and getting reactions like "oh isn't he chunky" "god Genna he looks way older than 6 months" "oh hes lovely" "are you enjoying having two its hard work isn't it? But isn't it amazing too" .... I'll agree to some extent that it is amazing, you know I pushed out two fantastic looking children, that bring light to my families life, they make me smile on a daily basis, BUT they also make me cry. Actually, its probably still my hormones calming down? How much longer can I use that excuse for? Any ideas, perhaps at least until he's a year, hopefully. My hair is...
A Mum from England, who has a curly haired 3 year old little girl and a newborn son. Blogging honestly about everyday life as a parent.