half a year old

Half of a year. It's hard to believe that he's that old, and yet I can barely remember life before him. What was is like to sleep in? What was it like to go to sleep at night and then wake up in the morning because you are done sleeping; not because a baby is hungry? What was it like to be able to spend a whole day away by yourself and not need to be in close distance to a potentially hungry baby? What was it like to wear dresses? (it's not an option for a nursing mom)...

The truth is that even though all those things were nice it doesn't even compare to the joy that this little guy brings...hard work and all.