But we made it through those crazy-sweet, crazy-crazy newborn days and as she's gotten older we've fallen into more of a rhythm. For a while I was telling people time actually seemed to be going slower with our second baby. But alas...somehow a switch got flipped, and our collective clock is somehow set to "warp".
Our baby is seven months.
As in, over a half a year. As in, closer to one than none. As in, please someone hand me the giant pause button for life, because it's just so good sometimes I don't want a thing to change.
But until someone invents a baby DVR (watch the good bits on repeat, skip through the junk, and have your favorite parts cued up whenever you want!) I'll just keep snuggling as much as she'll allow, jotting down as many memories as I can, and snapping all our traditional milestone pics.
Because the feeling that it all goes too fast just reinforces how much I love our sweet little bunny.
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