Almost everyone who was pregnant at the same time as me is pregnant again.
For real. And there's a whole nother batch of them coming up and here I am...not. OH WELL.
And I think this is why:
Lily still nurses day in and day out. Stop your underbreath whispering right this minute! Yep, she's one, nope, she's not weaned. Some babies don't get rid of their paci till they're four, so I'm cool with my booby lovin baby.
Wait...did I say that I was cool with it? I only meant part time.
At about 12:30 at night, this mean, anti-booby-sucking, dragon wakes up. She wants nothing to do with being hooked up to a kicking, whining, demanding toddler that wakes up in the middle of the night. And for the past FOUR NIGHTS that said toddler has stayed up ALL. NIGHT. Two nights ago, she finally went to bed at six. AHEM, did you hear me?!?!!? SIX, AY EM PEOPLE!!!! For the past few weeks I've woken up sore from this little girl who demands her mama, and I'm pretty much over it.
Now I know why it's good to extend breastfeeding, I know how lovey dovey it is sometimes, and I even enjoy it in the middle of the day when Lily just plops in my lap and is like "Yo mama, hows it hangin? Wanna gimme a little bit o' milk?" And she just gulps away. BUT HOLY CRAP. It's starting to seem never ending.
I've got baked oatmeal in the oven so Eamon will have some food to feed Lily in the morning, a maternity shoot bright and early, and some more intense praying for a job for my honey.
Here's some pics.
Lily's been waking up every week on pizza night AS SOON as the pizza comes out of the oven. I find it pretty funny. Since she's old enough, she def gets her own slice now.
Also, She hates flash.
We've been practicing using a spoon
Have a loverly Sunday!