Jack's six month anniversary

Yesterday Jack was exactly six months old - where does the time go? It's weird because on one level it does seem a long time ago that he arrived with us, such a long while that I can hardly remember exactly how he looked, and yet on another level the time seems to have flown by.

All I can say is that so far (and I'm touching every bit of wood I can find) he has been a dream. We have hardly had a sleepless night and he seems a contented little baby. We haven't really followed the Gina Ford approach as such (we have never bought her book) but we have followed a pretty strict routine and it seems, in his case , to have worked.

Now he's feeding on solids really well, we're about to cut out his lunchtime bottle. So you see you just go from one stage to another, and perhaps this is why the time flies by and yet it's hard to remember the details and I guess that's why I write this blog!