I find it nearly impossible to believe that I have a 3 1/2 year old and a 6 month old. Yesterday my last baby was half a year old. It seems like it goes faster and faster. Unbelieveable really. In 6 more months we'll be having a birthday party for my girls and I won't be able to comprehend having a toddler and a preschooler.
In the news, Norah is seeming to be working on some teeth. Drooling, fussy, ugly diapers... you know the drill. She's also sitting up now, and scoots around on her belly, though we try to discourage that on the floor because our cats shed like it's going out of style. She's still not into solid food really. A few bites now and again, but nothing she's digging right now. She's been sleeping better the last couple of nights. She wakes up early in the morning (yesterday 3:45, this morning 2:30) chattering to herself, but falls back to sleep on her own. I'm thankful for that since my neck is stiff and sore for some unknown reason.
Hannah had her first gymnastics class of the school year last night. It was her first class where she went in alone with the kids and instructors instead of with one of us. She seemingly did very well, though I think the following in line concept is beyond her still, so we'll work on that. Thursday is her preschool orientation where she'll meet her teacher and her new classmates. She's VERY excited to start school next week and asks every day if she's going to school, riding a bus, etc. I'm really glad that we can give her the opportunity, since she seems to thrive in those sorts of situations. She's really becoming less shy and wary of people she doesn't know well. It's amazing and nerve wracking all at the same time.