Wow...6 months. It has flown by. Today, at Maya's 6 month checkup, there was a 2 month old next to us in the waiting room. I asked Liz, "Was Maya ever that small." Yes she was, it appears. I can't even remember her being that small.The checkup went well. (as can be expected given the way it ended for her) I now realize why kids hate the doctor until they get older. I mean, we give them so many reasons to love going since they get poked by needles the first 20 times they go. Poor girl had huge tears and cried like I have never heard her cry. But, being the trooper she is, she was smiling 10 min later.
Oh...you want to know the measurements? Fine. She weighed in at 16 lbs 5 oz (up from 14 lbs 7 oz at 4 months) and measured 25 3/4" (up from 24 3/4" last time). She's getting so big. I fully expect a "mom and dad, it's time to let me go" letter from her any day now. (if she takes after her mommy we really will get one of those...what...in 8th grade?)
