Five and a half months

In the last five and a half months, I have gone from feeling completely helpless to feeling confident that I can get through a day with Sophie by myself. It doesn't sound like a long time, really, but Soph and I have grown and learnt a lot so far. I was just telling a friend that I'm finally starting to understand her tired and hungry signs. Only now! Definitely still learning. I know that she doesn't like sitting in her pram, she likes being held upright, she likes standing up, she likes Skidermerink, she doesn't mind having her ears cleaned but hates the nasal aspirator, she loves her Daddy's "owrowrow" sound that he makes just for her and she usually finds it hilarious if we snort like a pig while nuzzling into her neck.