6 months

He:

-sits up on his own now, although he would rather stand :) such a strong boy!

-still sleeps in a bassinet, because his crib is too big and lonely...or maybe his mother just doesnt want to let him out of her bedroom yet :)

-gives hugs, kisses, and shows preference for Ryan and I over most anyone else

-can be a bit of a ham, and a sass, at times

-eats SO many new foods now! (Im still making ALL of his baby food myself.  So rewarding!)  Likes:  pears, carrots, green beans, oatmeal, icecream..... Dislikes:  squash, mashed potatoes, peas :)

-holds his own bottle and it breaks my heart

-weighs almost 20lbs. its ALL cheeks :)

-sings himself to sleep every night, and also has found many other noises to make..some examples, mmmmm (its the beginning of MOM right?!!?) ahhhh,  boooo, and of course, our favorite, the shriek to get our attention.

-still has blue eyes :)

I:
- Am still breastfeeding, and no, I dont know when I'll stop.  My feedings are 90% pumped, really the only time I feed him myself is if he wakes up in the middle of the night.  Its free, makes me happy, so thats that.

-oddly have an awful self image lately...I think its because I havent been able to work out, due to breastfeeding.  Every time I work out, meaning running, crunches, etc. my milk supply dwindles...significantly :(  So while Im breastfeeding, I guess I wont have a 6-pack.  blah, but apparently Im the only one that cares about that, because Ryan thinks im crazy. ha!

- pinch and kiss Mason's cheeks more than he would like..he has now started turning his head if I come up to him and try to kiss him.  Ohhhh Mason...you'll never escape mommy and daddy's kisses.  Give up now.

-find SO much joy in cooking and baking.  I find myself looking through recipes and getting excited to head home and test them out for Ryan!  I dont think he minds either ;)  He probably assumes im just trying to fatten him up like in hansel and gretel so I can eat him. He wouldnt be too far off with that assumption I would never do that.

Random Misplaced Musings:

-I am crazy for pinterest.  Seriously, I could spend hours browsing through peoples pins, finding ideas for outfits, home decor, and of course, FOOD!!!  I've found so many neat ideas on pinterest, and a lot of DIY things that I've already done and they turn out wonderful!  I love feeling like im doing something productive in my home instead of sitting around watching tv.  Susie Homemaker FTW.

-Im kind of REALLY tired of listening to peoples problems, then getting shot down and scolded for trying to help.  I really do feel loved and honored that my friends know they can come to me with anything, and maybe most importantly, not be judged.  However, when anyone vents to me, I have an almost uncontrollable urge to fix it, because thats what I do.  I fix it.  Im like bob the builder, but with no overalls, and I dont build things, or own talking construction equipment...okay maybe Im like bob ONLY in that when someone asks if I can fix it, I start singing "Yes I Can!"...maybe im like rosie the riveter...but with less butch.  What was I talking about?  Please friends, dont complain to me about your problems and tell me how bad you have it or how miserable you are or that you're in a tough situation, if you wont let me problem-solve with you to fix it!  If you're willing to talk about things with me, Ill listen for days hours as long as it takes, unless I get hungry.  I just want to help.  If you tell me I dont know what I'm talking about, or that Im "over-stepping" by giving advice, then dont tell me your problems.  kay?

-I had the weirdest (read: I may be crazy) dream the other night.  I was pregnant again (gasp!  please god, no not me, not yet!!!) and it was time to deliver...so Im in the delivery room, but I was watching myself...like an out of body experience I guess.  Anyway, I was doing the whole baby-thing, and I looked AWESOME.  It was so weird.  Maybe its because I was talking with a friend recently and said I never felt more powerful or beautiful than when I brought our little human to life....Seriously though, ladies, childbirth is insane, if you think about it for a minute.  We rock.  So anyway  I had the baby, and then of course, flew out the window and soared around in the sky a bit, naturally a normal reaction to childbirth.  Now that I've typed this out...it sounds a little less eloquent and a little more nutjob.  Eh, what are you going to do :)

-Mason Momma