Courtesy of Heather Fink Photography

I am the mother of a beautiful, sweet, and exhausting baby who is turning six months old this week. That in and of itself seems impossible, because I promise he was born yesterday. These past six months have been a blur of sleep deprivation, endless cuddles, learning curves, and more love than I ever thought my heart could hold. My entire life, I have coped with uncharted territory using sarcasm and jokes and motherhood has been no different. Below are some questions I've asked myself and observations I've gathered from navigating these hazy days of new parenthood.

Where have all the pacifiers gone?

But really... Will I ever sleep again?

They say raising children takes a village... But where is the village?

Do babies sense when their mother is about to sit down to a hot meal?

Baby Shark doo doo doo doo doo doo doo....

Is the wet spot on my shirt breastmilk, spit up, or urine?

The baby slept well last night. What did I do differently and how do I replicate it?

Not sure if my baby is developmentally behind or just lazy.

Babies are all squishy and bendy until it's time to put a footed sleeper on them and then suddenly, he's a flagpole.

I lost all this hair postpartum and now my baby is ripping out what's left of it.

How did Cocomelon become an entire empire?

Why is it that every time I feel like I kind of know what I'm doing all the rules change again?