6 Months

Michaela Joy is 6 months old. So hard to believe that I feel like just yesterday I found out that I was going to be a mom of 3. I replay the day of her birth so many times in my head. It still seems so surreal, yet day to day I have been pushed to the brink of what I thought I was capable of. Three kids has rocked my world, but I wouldn't change it for anything.

I stand by the statement that she is the blessing that I never knew I wanted. From the beginning she captured my heart. With Grayson and Hope, Jamison was the only one who could settle them in the evenings. Not the case with Michaela. From the beginning she has only wanted me; she would lay her head on my chest, calm down and sleep. She still wants only me and will maneuver her way to where I am when she is being held by someone else, yes, even J. It warms my heart. She even loves my diet coke.

Michaela is getting to be chatty and jabber back and forth. She giggles and smiles, not only me, but at her brother. She lights up when he plays with her. I am convinced that her first word with not be ma-ma or da-da, but her own made up name for Grayson. Michaela also loves her sissy. They will lay on the floor, look at each other and laugh. It is so fun to watch her interact with her siblings.

Being that she is the third child, we have just about by passed baby foods. We started them with her, and like my other kids, she loves to eat. Tonight, Valentine's Day, she would have nothing to do with it. She wanted what we were having: steak and roasted new potatoes. So, being the good parents that we are, we gave her some. Insert gasp here. She couldn't get enough. Below are the pictures to document it.

At 6 months she is sitting up, rolling over, and grabbing everything in sight.
She is in the 77% in both height and weight.