by tinysneakers

baby smiling at dad

Thursday morning I scooped up little man in one arm, tossed a “just in case” diaper in my bag, and walked out the door. I opened the door with one hand and bumped open the outer door with my hip, turning around to lock the door before loading the babe into his car seat. Minutes later, we were on the way to the doctor for his 6 month checkup. We were early.

6 month baby

I checked in and grabbed the buzzer from the receptionist. We barely sat down and started flipping through Parents magazine in the waiting room {me trying to read sage parental wisdom, Kabes attempting to eat the flapping pages} when we were called back. I fairly easily laid him on the scale, then held his head against the board as the nurse stretched his stubborn legs to measure his height. None of it phased him.

baby blue eyes

As we sat in the puppy dog room waiting for the doctor, he stood on the sill staring out the window, wiping his slobbery hands all over the somewhat clean glass. When the scenes outside the doctor’s office bored him, he sat in my lap playing with his links. By playing, I mean utterly delighting in dropping them repeatedly on the floor.

baby push up baby smile

I was running out of tricks to entertain the little bug; the doctor needed to hurry up.

happy baby

As we sat there waiting I couldn’t help but think back to this same scene six months ago. Same scene; same setting; entirely different scenario. Six months ago the husband and I started getting ready for his 1st doctor’s visit at least 45 minutes early. We strategically planned what time to get up in order to have the peanut fed, changed, and loaded up in the car with enough time to make the 2 ½ minute drive to the pediatrician.

baby's first carseat ridebaby knit hat

I spent a good 15 minutes packing the diaper bag: 3, no 4, diapers. An extra outfit. Make that two. A blanket. Wipes. Vaseline. Hand sanitizer. Another outfit. One more diaper. Do they have diapers at the doctor’s office? Is he warm enough? Will the doctor judge the outfit I put him in? I stopped worrying and I scooped tiny K up in both arms, bundled in a too-big sleeper and knit hat, and enveloped in no less than two baby blankets.

new babysleeping newborn

I stood at the door waiting for the husband to open it and let us walk through. I stood again at the car waiting for him to let us in. I didn’t dare move a hand from my precious package. At least 10 minutes later our fragile cargo was safely buckled in his car seat and ready for his first post-hospital adventure.

I was convinced I’d drop him or hurt him as I set him down on the hard, cold, unforgiving plastic of the scale. I just knew everyone was watching my every move: look at that awkward new mom, she has no idea what she’s doing!

surprised baby

In the examining room, I lay our 5 day old baby on the harsh, crinkly paper of the patient table, keeping both of my arms by his side, leaning over him every second until the doctor came in. I still didn’t move my hand from his tiny naked body the whole time we were there.

My how things change. Our baby is less baby and more boy. As parents we’re less awkward and more confident. Our questions are more focused and less first-time-mom-ish. Less crying; more smiles. Less sleeping; more playing.

We knew when we got pregnant that we’d be in for some struggles. What we didn’t know was how much those smiles, coos, and laughs would get us through.

baby kisses

I swear those things will get me through anything. We’ve never been challenged so much, or rewarded so greatly. We’ve never been so tired or so uninhibitedly happy.

crying baby  dad and son

Half a year.

baby boy half birthday

I can’t imagine what that 12 month appointment will be like. I have a feeling I better have my running shoes on.

{ 8 comments… read them below or add one }

Kelly July 19, 2012 at 9:25 am

He has the most beautiful eyes! It was so good to see him the other day, even if only for a minute or two!


Kristy @ Breath of Sunshine July 19, 2012 at 9:37 am

Possibly the best baby post I’ve ever read. You just described the past six months of my life too. It goes by too fast. Every single day I want to save one ounce of the happiness my boys bring me in a jar so I can save it for when I have an empty house again.

Beautiful baby boy!!!


Jennifer July 19, 2012 at 10:26 am

Just wait… It will be here before you know it.

{He’s a doll!}


Caitlin July 19, 2012 at 1:51 pm

This post is beautiful! Such a good idea to compare not only your little boy at birth and 6 months but your feelings going into the doctor’s appointments. He is just so beautiful.


Sam July 21, 2012 at 3:40 pm

He is adorable! Those blue eyes may be trouble in a few years!


Jen July 23, 2012 at 7:45 pm

I can so relate to this! it’s amazing how much easier everything is now.

His eyes are seriously the most gorgeous things ever!


Tara @ A Daily Dose of Fit August 12, 2012 at 7:41 am

I love this post! Isn’t it funny, looking back, how timid and nervous we were as new moms? Hannah is seven months old, and goes with the flow better than I could ever imagine.


Tara August 12, 2012 at 7:43 am

I love this! Isnt’t it funny, as new moms, how timid and nervous we were? Hannah is seven months and so adaptable…maybe more so than I’ll ever be!


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