Six Months of Nova

Saturday, 25 January 2020 Bath, UK

Six months ago to this very day I held Nova in my arms for the first time. Six months ago. Six. That's half a year.

How has it been half a year already?

I know thats a cliche. I know every parent that has ever been will have said the same when their baby turned six months old, but my oh MYYY!

Nova is an angel. I wish I could pause life, just for a moment, to make it easier to cherish all of her milestones. She's just started sitting up, trying a few solids, actually plays with toys and recognises Peter and I with the biggest smiles. Her personality is shining through and it is beautiful spending my days getting to know her.

She's always been a very chilled out, relaxed baby. She was the best introduction into motherhood I could have had for sure! We're in a bit of a routine, she's sleeping through the night and she is growing in wonder everyday.

I love being a mum. Yeah, sometimes it gets lonely, and sometimes mum guilt plagues me like, well, the plague! But 99% of the time my heart overflows with love, hope and excitement for my baby.

So, how's it been?


When I was pregnant I decided to exclusively BF until Nova was at least 18 months, and I had no qualms that that would happen. Haha. No no no. Nope. That lasted a big fat three days, until my kind mama taught Peter how to make a bottle of formula after a sleepless night, a bout of mastitis and a 6am pizza. I combination fed for 7 weeks until I realised I was simply making both Nova and I miserable by continuing for the sake of it, and so, we stopped. And it was one of the best decisions we've made so far (and not just because the next night she slept all the way through until 6am, and has done ever since)!


Nova is a wonderful sleeper. As before mentioned, she started sleeping through the night at 7 weeks old and that is still going strong. We've had two wobbly nights since, one when she moved into her own room and one due to teething, but all in all she's been wonderful. Up until a month ago, however, she almost refused to sleep during the day. If she did fall asleep it was after a bottle on top of me, rendering me useless for the following twenty (if I was really lucky) minutes. Now, she has one 30 minute nap at 11ish and another at 3ish and it gives me a whole HOUR to clean, launder and eat. No complaints, she sleeps through the night! I'm the luckiest mama in the world!

General Development

We were flashed her first smile at six weeks, her first giggle at 14 weeks. She recognises me, her daddy and her grandma. She loves dogs, broccoli and her IKEA ball. She hates bananas and wearing cardigans. She laughs most at Uncle Josh's monkey impression (but only when Uncle Josh does it) and loves to play peekaboo. She's sitting really well by herself but topples over the minute something more interesting is happening to distract her. She loves sleeping in her big girl cot in her very own room and claps her hands together with the most beautiful smile when I go in to get her up and ready for the day. She wants to grab everything, and put it in her mouth. She dribbles enough in a day to fill a bathtub. She has a massive heart and loves being around new people and she is loved so fully by so so many people.

I could talk/type for hours about her and I wish I could. I wish I could capture exactly how special she is in a blog post that I can read in the future and come back to this time. I wish I could encapsulate the feelings I get when she buries her head in my chest when she's tired or the elation we feel when she does something new for the first time. I wish I could bottle up the immense pride I feel over the incredible girl that she already is.

Time really is flying by. And I know that in another measly six months she'll have grown even more and my life will again be totally different. But what will also have grown is the insane amount of love Peter and I feel for the greatest blessing of our lives so far.


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