The time passed quickly, and before I knew it, four more months had passed, and Blaire was six months old.

“Wow,” Jacob said, watching her as she lay on the floor. “Can you believe she’s half a year old?”

I couldn’t. I actually couldn’t believe that she was a full half a year already. It still seemed surreal to me that any of this was even happening. But here she was, on the floor between us, moving her little body.

“I can’t believe ...