At work, at the beginning of each class, I hear all the children’s names. Whether it’s a class of 20 or a class of 10, rest assured I will not remember most of them. Even when I have the same kids three days in a row.

My memory’s always been seriously deficient.

And I regret to inform you that it’s getting worse with each year.

To be fair, things have been a little nutty here. I’ve been working for the first time in years. And I’ve been working a lot. I’m exhausted 24/7 and the family drama never stops. Neither does the laundry.

But I can’t believe I missed my baby boy turning six months old yesterday. While it may not seem like a big deal to most people I was pretty disappointed with myself.

I always do this. I’m too hard on myself. I do have three kids, a husband, a house, & a job. That adds up to like ten full time jobs really. But my sweet little baby boy. He turned six months. That’s half a year. That’s monumental. Geez. Let’s just hope I don’t forget his actual birthday. I know Cory won’t let me. He’s like an elephant. The other day he pointed out that he’d been at his current job for 2 months. Or was it 3? Or 4? See..I can’t remember. Gah.

Otto tidbits:

He can now sit up by himself. He loves to rock himself back and forth, however, and this results into the occasional tumble.

He’s been eating me out of house and home already. With Faith and Elliott I was really hardcore about delaying solids. But Otto is already eating like an athlete training for the olympics.

He is starting to become wary of strangers. This is both adorable and frustrating at the same time.

He’s been reaching out for me. I can’t even begin to tell you what that feels like. Suffice to say that it’s in my top five favorite feelings in the world.

He has the most adorable chuckle and thinks that fake sneezing is really really hilarious.

His brother and sister are head over heels in love with him.

Even though Elliott is way too rough with him and causes him to cry at least twice a day, he can’t help but love him. Every time Elliott comes near Otto starts rocking back and forth like a crazed lunatic and flashes his beautiful ear to ear grin.

The dimples are almost too much to handle.

I am blessed.

And finished having babies.

This is the perfect one to end on..forever and ever amen.

But now that I no longer have baby fever I now have dog fever.

Every time I see a cute dog I think..I probably need one.

Then I remember Applesauce. And I think..maybe it would be okay to wait just a little bit longer. Or a lot longer. Actually, I’m quite happy with having three children and one fish. Yes..this feels quite comfortable.

Now I’m off to  bed to snuggle my six month old. And pray I don’t wake up and realize that he’s thirteen and I missed the whole entire thing.

Good night. This is the last time I will sleep as a 28 year old. See you in my 29th year. Here’s hoping it’s a good one.