Pause

Before Fable, I would often blog on my lunch break. Now that I only work part-time, I don't take lunch breaks, and when I'm home, I'm busy or too tired to write. The days are slipping away and I feel like life is on fast forward. I'm already starting to forget what Fable was like as a newborn, and I worry I'll forget what she's like now at five months old. She changes so quickly, by the time we recognize some pattern in her behavior, she's already outgrown it. I wish I could press pause, tuck the memories away in a box, to revisit whenever I'd like. And that is why I feel that I must write more. I must make the effort.

So, what is it Fable like at five months? She is a good baby. She is happy. She is sitting up, though she topples easily. The first time she sat up unassisted, we were all in bed and she was sitting in my lap. I removed my hands and she didn't immediately fall over. "Look, John! LOOK! She's sitting up!" Like she'd just solved her first differential equation. It felt to me like the first real marked milestone. The first tangible sign my little baby was growing up. Of course, there was the time she rolled from her tummy to her back too, but that was just the once and she hasn't done it since.

Almost as exciting as the sitting and the one time she rolled over, Fable is now really interested in her environment. She loves chewing on her Sophie and pressing the buttons on her walker. If I sit her on my lap while I eat, she grabs my plate, my cup, my napkin - whatever is in reach. She is fascinated by paper, or anything that makes noise really. I just love watching her explore, and I wish I could read her thoughts. I wonder what's going on in that sweet head of hers.

She's really talking now too. Really. Today she said, "Bla-bla-ba-dada-babla-uh-oh. Bla-ba-bla-blaaaaaa!" I just can't wait to hear her say, "Mama!"