I feel like it's only been a few days since I wrote Benjamin's 'four month' post, when in reality a whole month has whizzed past. Every month of pregnancy seemed to drag on for years, whilst each month of motherhood is going by in a flash. Every morning, Ben seems to have grown another inch and he already needs a whole new wardrobe of clothes - it's lucky that Christmas is coming in just a couple of days as he's about to burst out of his current set of sleep suits!
Motherhood is intoxicating, let me tell you. I feel like in the last couple of weeks, Ben and I have really bonded and he's really enjoying spending time with me - and it's like a drug. He smiles the biggest smiles when he sees me, and when he's overwhelmed and tired, I'm the one he wants to cuddle. For maybe the first time ever, I am someone's favourite person in the whole world and that is the giddiest feeling. There'll be a time, in all likelihood, when his allegiance will switch to Paul (who is far more relaxed and fun than I am) but right now, I am revelling in being the favourite. The long snuggly naps he takes on me in the afternoon are my greatest treasure, and I am soaking them up.
At five months, Benjamin is just a delight. He's so quick with his smiles and laughter, and I hope he's always such a happy little boy. He loves to bounce on the bed, look out the window at the passing cars, chew on all of his toys and grab his feet. He's discovered his tongue in the last week or so and is constantly sticking it out and trying to lick things, much to our amusement. We're all ready for his first Christmas and I know he's going to love his various family members showering him with attention over the coming week or so. And, in just a few weeks, he'll be sitting up and getting ready for food, all being well. This baby thing is a wild ride, but such a good one.