6 months

Wyatt is now the ripe old age of 6 months and it seems like just yesterday that we were 'rooming' together at the hospital, getting to know each other, and trying to stay as long as we could before moving into our yet to be finished new house. I won't lie - those first few weeks were hard. I had been there before, but learning how to deal with a toddler bouncing off the walls and a crying newborn who wanted to eat every two hours was not easy. Oh, and then the little issue of the house being finished, and me starting full time study. Luckily things got easier, and now it's second nature having two kids in the house.
Wyatt is quite different from his brother. He seems more laid back, more relaxed (or maybe this is a reflection of our parenting - now that we're old hands at this?) I've relished his babyness a bit more than with Luca. Every time I pack away his outgrown clothes I feel a bit of sadness, because this is most likely the last time we'll have a little baby in our house. With Luca it was more like "I can't wait to see him (sit, crawl, walk...is that a tooth!?). We were always looking forward to what was going to come next. With Wyatt I know what comes next, and I love him just the way he is now. Sometimes I find myself wanting him not to grow up. I want him to be my cuddly baby forever. Selfish, isn't it?

I love the way his head smells of baby. His chubby little hands that instinctivly curl around my finger. I could squeeze his chubby little thighs and listen to his giggles and laughs for hours on end. Both our boys have dimples, and it just melts my heart when he gives us a big toothless grin. I also love how he has a total body response when he's excited.

Wyatt is fascinated with his big brother. He watches him like a hawk - and Luca loves playing with him and holding his hand in the car. It's quite sweet, and the one thing I do look forward to is watching how their relationship as brothers grows and changes. It will be fun when they can both really play together.

Wyatt is almost able to sit unassisted, and before we know it he'll be crawling.

This weekend we took a 'family field trip' to the SPCA (animal shelter). We looked at all the cats/kittens, dogs/puppies just for fun. We had no intention of bringing one home. We both agree that a pet would not be ideal for us, but I still was tempted to bring one home because of the cuteness of baby animals. It's hard to resist a puppy, but having to spend money on dog/cat food, vet bills, a massive fence for our new house, and deal with the hassle of finding them a home while we are out of town reminds me why we won't be getting a pet anytime soon. I resisted my urges to take a puppy home, and reminded myself that I had a cuddly chubby legged, giggly baby instead. Better than any pet - EVER.

My fondest memories of maternity leave (if you can even call it that this year) with Wyatt are our movie dates. Every Wed at our local cinema they have baby movies at 10:30am. Usually there are only a handful of moms/dads and babies that attend. It's cheaper than the other movies and there's no stress if your baby cries, and they have a change table set up in case of a nappy change.

I love cuddling Wyatt during these movies, and feeding him till he falls asleep on my lap. When he starts crawling the movies aren't such a good option, but until then I'm going to take advantage of as many movies as I can (sadly this won't be happening for the next six weeks).

I think the most wonderful thing about both boys is knowing that there is so much potential in such small packages. Love these boys!