A minute ago Milo was a newborn. A squishy, helpless, lovable newborn. And then today he turned 6 months old.
I quite dislike how fast this is all going (I mean, I'm also halfway through my mat leave, and at this point I start the inevitable countdown) but I wholeheartedly adore watching this little guy grow. Now he is extra squishy, not at all helpless, and he's the loveliest little baby boy I know.
Apologies for the indulgent baby post. The mommy in me just couldn't help herself.