#Chapter 267: Six Months

Hannah Six months passed in a blur. It all happened so fast that I didn’t even realize how much time had passed before it was too late. In fact, if anyone were to ask me about everything that had happened during those six months, I wouldn’t even know where to begin. I supposed I could have started with my daughter. Six months makes a world of difference when it comes to infants. Before I knew it, Melody had gone from spending the majority of her days sleeping or feeding to suddenly crawling around faster than I could keep up with her. Grabby little hands went from clumsily grasping at my necklaces to gripping the edges of tables, chairs, whatever she could reach. Pretty soon, she was trying to pull herself up on wobbly legs—and kept trying, even when she would fall back down on her rear end more often than not. Those months were exhausting, but filled with joy. My daughter was growing and learning, even beginning to show little snippets