Vivi came from me and into our lives six months ago today.

I don’t really have anything eloquent to say about the subject since I feel as though I’m still that poor girl who so desperately wants to be pregnant.

Not only did I get pregnant, I had a baby…and that baby is suddenly 6 months old and spitting peas all over my face at the dinner table. (Literally, my husband had to wipe them off my face in front of company.)

Continue reading on babble…

Also at baby babble…feeling a little smug about making your own baby food? You’re not alone, smug it up.