Day 2 of me rushing across town eagerly awaiting some lovin from my girl. As long as she can give that lovin from the comfort of her meemom's arms, she is cool. She has had little desire to come to me. She is at least some what happy to see me. She still gives kisses but god forbid i try to hold my baby. She is one smart cookie. But hello...i grew you.
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Glad to see you blogging again! Elle knows you're the Mama. She'll be playing you against David against Meemoom her entire life. She's lucky to have so many people who love her so much.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad she's better. I could not even imagine a night at the ER with a baby. I was so worried about her. It gets a tad easier when she can talk to tell you what's hurting (except she probably won't ever stop talking--that part is not cool).