6 months

Mya’s half way through the first year of her life. Where did all the time go? My little sweetheart is growing up so quickly in front of our very eyes.

Then her head flopped around when we carried her, now she can hold her head up so straight and turns it around whenever she wants to so effortlessly.

Then she cried when we gave her tummy time and each session is one minute too long, now she rolls over both ways and can easily stay on her tummy for ten minutes.
Then her legs could barely touch the bottom of the mobile that she was in, now she can use the base as leverage and bounce gently off of it.
Then she layed so nicely still when I leave her on the floor or change her diaper, now she scoots and rolls around so stealthily to the other corner, and squirms and turns when she is on the changing table.
Then she fitted so nicely in Arthur’s hand, now his both hands are full when she’s in his arms.

 

We successfully held out to the 6 months mark, to start Mya on her “solids”. Not because she or her mummy wasn’t ready, but because her daddy wasn’t. His little girl is growing up too fast and he did not want to cross another milestone too quickly. I was persuaded, and my urge to feed her when I see her eyes tracking every bite we take, was put to rest. My heart melted too, and this is one story I will tell very fondly over and over again.

I woke up excitedly on April 11^th (happy birthday moomoo!) – this is the day when Mya will “start eating”! It will be so fun to start sharing all the fun flavors in the worldwith her , and this is the beginning of the journey. What a momentous moment. With the camera on standby, I prepared her rice cereal and was thrilled to feed her with a spoon. But lo and behold, her tiny hand grabbed the spoon and pushed it away. I tried again, and her strong hand ensured that the milk and cereal landed everywhere else but her mouth.

You’re supposed to be excited to eat! I don’t know why I did not expect her to protest. Haven’t I seen kids at meals? The third attempt met with the same response, and Arthur suggested trying to put the watery mixture in a bottle. That did not work either. Sigh!

So the day that I had expectantly waited for passed by uneventfully, for Mya did not really start eating. Maybe the rice cereal is not delicious. Maybe oatmeal and congee might work better. Let the experimentation begin! Nonetheless, this is a timely reminder that Mya will not always act in the way I want her to, she is not my little puppet.

At 6 months, as I reflect on how Mya has miraculously grown, the necessary conclusion that I arrived at is: we can but plant and water the seeds in Mya’s life, God is the One making her grow. I am amazed and humbled to witness the sacred mystery of life growing - one that i went through, but did not get to see, and now I see. And I am so very glad that her life is not in any human hands, but in the Potter’s. And whilst I love her to death, His death is the only one that can save her for eternity. Thank you Lord!