Milo has successfully reached one half year. He’s sure gained on that monkey since week one! I’ll be honest that for the first- well, almost six months- I was worried that he had slipped away every time he was sleeping deeply. I would lay my hand on his little chest to know that he was in fact still breathing. Is it normal for a new mother to expect death at every nap? I am loving life with this little buddy. He is my morning smile, afternoon walk, and evening lullaby. I’m sure glad he’s stuck around so far.