Happy Six Months Lucy!

To steal a line from the Beastie Boys, "Her name is Lucy, but her friends call her Luce. She's crafty, and she's just my type." In the past six months we've come to love our little Miss Luce and she's definitely my type. From the get-go, Lucy has been such a calm baby. She only cries when she's tired or hungry and is unfailingly happy. She loves to flirt, giggle, and coo and is so much fun to snuggle. She still doesn't roll over or sit up without assistance, so it makes life easier because she stays in one place, for the most part. I never thought I was a baby person, but I'm enjoying her so much. Maybe it was being a stressed-out first time mom, but I feel like I was always waiting for the next stage with Ben, not basking in the moment.

What else do you do when you need to get ready for the day and have a little buddy who needs to be contained? I love her little smile that greets me every morning when I go to get her out of bed.

A typical Lucy position. She LOOOOVES to play with her toes, which made keeping socks on a challenge. That is, until we stumbled on thes tiny knee-high socks.

She was a trooper when we ventured outside in the 20-degree weather so Ben could go sledding. She makes a fuss when we put her in her snowsuit, but once she's outside she loves to look around.

Ben is Lucy's favorite person in the world. She perks up whenever she hears his voice, which has made feeding a bit more of a challenge recently since she gets easily distracted when he's around. He can make her laugh like no one else by tickling her, blowing on her tummy, and talking in a silly or singsong manner. I was worried that they wouldn't be as close because of their 4+ year age difference, but the ways things are going, she follows his every move and I think they'll be good friends.

Lucy has always been very observant. She takes everything in with her big, beautiful blue eyes.

It never ceases to amaze how tiny babies are when they're newborn!

I really do feel a special connection with Lucy, the mother-daughter bond. It's not so much a desire to dress her up in cute clothes or looking forward to sharing girlie secrets when she gets older. It's deeper. Like we're kindred spirits, if that makes any sense. My mom said that my temperment was much like Lucy's when I was a baby, so maybe that's it. Does anyone else feel that way toward their daughter(s)? Lucy just isn't as busy as Ben was and I feel like I can engage on her level better than I can with Ben on his. Perhaps it's just that all she really demands is snuggling and some food, versus more intense interactions.

Fresh from the hospital. How time flies! We'll take the next six months a day at a time and are so happy Lucy is part of our lives.