An Ode to 6 Months
Wesley, Wes, Wessy Poo,
Herby, Herby McDerby, Derby Doodle Doo
…just to name a few… these are some of the names we call you!
Can’t believe it, but it’s true… you’re 6 months old, my little dude!
You arrived 10 days late. I was less than patient the entire wait.
Your spit up rivals waterfalls, and birthing you damaged my vaginal walls.
In the beginning you had lots of gas, but nothing’s worse than your sister’s sass.
Changing your diaper is always a race… If I move too slow you’ll pee on your face!
Your first little tooth popped through today – what a milestone – hip hip hooray!
I feared that a boy wouldn’t fit in our tribe, but you’ve proved me wrong with your loving vibe.
Your smile, your laugh, those dimples, oh my! You’re the happiest baby, my cute little guy!
You’re really the sweetest – as sweet as can be – you’ve made me the proudest and luckiest Mommy!
You’ve brought our family the most incredible joy – happy 6 months to my Wessy boy!
