Well, today our baby girl is 6 months old. It certainly doesn’t seem like it has been 184 days, 4 hours, 23 minutes and 1 second (give or take a few seconds by the time I post this) that they were handing her to me in the operating room. Everyone said it would go fast, and while at times I wish it would go faster, it certainly does go fast, and before long I’m sure I’ll be wishing It wouldn’t go so fast. She’s doing quite well, however I think she might be fighting a touch of something as she hasn’t eaten as much as usual and has been kind of cranky. Then again, could be her teeth too.