Anyway, messy is the keyword for my life. My room, which I spent weeks cleaning out and trying to keep neat, is fairly messy. My car, which I'd like to sell, is full of baby gear. My laundry is clean but unfolded in a basket. I got teary today when an afternoon talk show gave a dad of an autistic child a trip to Disney World. My relationship with Robert is messy and complicated with the added bonus of our new custody struggle (I refuse to call it a battle because I don't want it to be violent) and I'm moving out of state and going to "big girl college" here very soon.
And my baby girl is 6 months old today.
In my family we celebrate 1/2 birthdays. Have for as long as I can remember. Never with gifts, but with a special dinner and having a friend do something fun and special. My mom has kept up with this even now, that I'm an adult and theoretically should no longer be so excited by being celebrated halfway through the year. But it's nice, even as things have scaled down as I've grown. I'm excited to now plan extravaganzas on behalf of my daughter. I want to celebrate her every stinking day! She's amazing and hilarious and growing so fast -- she loves her cereal and today I set the cup down near her so I could grab a bib and she just picked it up like "Don't worry mom, I can finish feeding myself." And then she drank from a cup! A grown up cup! Not even a sippy cup, a coffee mug! She tried to take it out of my hand, the little nut job.
It's insane that we've gone from itty bitty baby to big grown girl! I can't believe it!
She doesn't even look like the same baby!
I can't wait to bake her first birthday cake!! I'm still engaged in the "sugar free, wheat free" endeavor (we're still breastfeeding, as a side note. Yayyyy!!) but these look too stinking yummy to not make, even if I don't give her one...
Chocolate Chip Cheesecake Cupcakes. Who wouldn't want to get down on those? Mmmmmm....
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