7 months

remy-7-months-3My darling girl is officially seven months old. These are her latest milestones:

– she sits up on her own, unassisted 
– she stands on her feet, assisted
– she constantly sticks out her tongue
– she fake coughs
– she is now on solids (and breast milk)

remy-7-months-9remy-7-months-10Where, where, where has the time gone? Oh, how I wish I could shrink her down to a newborn again. I’m so dreading her turning a year old!

remy-7-months-5Happy Monday, everyone!

<3

Emory

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10 Comments

  1. chelseajacobs

     /  09/27/2016

    She looks so happy!!

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  2. Dan

     /  09/27/2016

    She is beautiful. My LO is two years now and it is so bitter-sweet to see her growing so fast. Enjoy these precious moments <3 https://stylewithsubstance.net/

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  3. She is beautiful! My little one is nearly 9 months and she really isn’t a little baby anymore! It’s so bittersweet.

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    • Thanks Kate!

      I bet it’s bittersweet. I can now see why parents start trying for another baby around the 1 year mark of their child. You just want to keep that newness forever!

      <3<3

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  4. Awww….such a happy little angel :-)

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  5. I know right now I feel as if I can’t wait for Addy to be doing all these things, but I know my heart is going to be aching when she doesn’t need me as much. Your daughter is beautiful as always!

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    • Thanks Desiree.

      Between 0-3 months, I kept thinking that the time was going by so slowly. I also couldn’t wait for her to be just a little older so that she could be a little more independent, and try more things. Then at 3 months, everything changed. She was out of the newborn stage where she didn’t know what she wanted, and where I didn’t know how to please her. She discovered her voice and hands and became so much fun! Since then, the time has flown by, and now I find myself wishing for those hard newborn days.

      You have so much fun ahead of you!

      💛💛
      Emory

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  • Thank you to all those who liked, commented, and sent me messages yesterday. I am overwhelmed by your love. I would like to share one more thing. Since 2013, I have used my blog as a creative outlet and my Instagram account as my diary. I feel it’s a much better platform to reach out to others, and to be more truthful (if we dare). I try to only follow those who don’t always show the ups and highs of their “perfect” lives. While I think that the more popular, beige square, ad-infused, California chic, glam mother accounts are beautiful, I also find them to be depressing and unoriginal. A miscarriage is real. It is nothing to be ashamed of. If you don’t choose to discuss yours, that’s totally fine! I needed to share mine in order to begin my grieving and healing process. I am now a mother to two children. This is something that I did not want to, nor will I ever hide. Yes, our second child came much too early and did not survive, but that does not make his/her life any less worthy. Our baby was alive at one time. Our baby has a soul. Now, our baby has a name and will forever be part of our family. We are a family of four- three on earth and one angel in heaven. So, thanks again all. Sadness. What a difference a year can make. Last holiday season, Remy turned 10 months old. She had just gotten her first two teeth, and on Christmas morning, had learned to crawl. This year, we are mourning the loss of our second child. I suffered a miscarriage this week, and it has left a deep void in our family. This was going to be our Christmas card where we revealed to friends and family our joyous secret. Now, it remains one of our only photos as a family of four. Because of this, I want to share it with the world. Give your children an extra hug and kiss for me tonight. You are so blessed to have them. All my love, Emory.
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