Our sweet Googa Pants is turning five months old! I felt so sad and had a good cry over him growing so fast. I hugged him and buried my head into him. In return, he gave a big raspberry and started rooting around for his bedtime meal.

So I laughed and settled down to rock and nurse him, soaking in the feel of his tight grip on my finger and the crazy way he suddenly decided to talk and drink at the same time. I guess he had a lot to say, but then he choked and started coughing.

Then he finally settled down and took it seriously. Within a few minutes he had drifted off into the land of sleep-nursing. He spends a couple hours there every night before he’s ready for me to put him in his bed.

Then I sneak out of his room and look forward to the next time I get to hold him. I can’t believe it’s been five months since I first held him. He’s such a treasured part of me, it feels like he’s always been here. And yet, it has gone so fast.

Thank you for coming to our family, dear son. I love you so much and am so grateful to be your mom.