5 Months

Maya is 5 months old today.

I've said this before, but it's truer than ever: She's practically an adult!

Things she loves: her parents, singing, talking, anything within reach, her feet, oh and did I mention her feet? She's also a big fan of Auntie Pey Pey (not an official name) and most anyone else she sees on the regular.

Her eyes get browner every day, though they are taking their sweet time getting rid of the blue. Her hair is lighter than when she was born, but it's still brown.

Her reaction when I put her in dresses... Gotta figure out this strange contraption. 

She rarely cries these days. If she's unhappy, she just tells me about it. It's complaining without words. It's simultaneously annoying and adorable.

She's pretty much over the whole "give me mama or give me death" thing, but she's still needs to get acquainted with people before just being handed over. She also needs to get acquainted with the water in the bath first, but she LOVES it when she does. She basically tries to swim off. (I believe I did say she was going to be a water baby.)

The thing that is most bizarre to me about watching her grow is that she learns new things so suddenly. Something new will start randomly one day. Also, my definition of "emergency" has broadened. Losing a pacifier could be a 911 call for sure.

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I've been a parent for 5 months now. I've learned how to live my life with a baby. I know what she needs without checking the clock. Going out isn't such a massive deal anymore. The meaning of "down time" has changed, but this mom gig is probably the best full-time job I could've imagined. (Although, the one way it could be better would maybe be that it was a paying gig.) I still have several pounds to lose before in back to my pre-pregnancy weight, but for the first time since having her, I'm finally starting to feel more like my old self, physically.

She will always be my first. She made me a mom, she jumped onto this ride with me. I find myself speechless sometimes, trying to articulate how I feel about her and what she made me.

Maybe me being speechless every now and then isn't such a bad thing.