discussions with a 4 month old

Check out my meltdown userpic πŸ™‚ it’s so sad I know..but you have to understand this babies mood swings to understand how amusing it is. For instance, now that Miss Evangeline has learned to ‘talk’ she can ‘yell’ and grunt at me with various intensities when my breast is not doing exactly as she would like it to. Before she would have just had a full meltdown and I would be in a panic trying to figure out what was wrong. It’s unreal..What will she be like as a two year old ?LOL.

She is so full of life..and as much as I sometimes want to bash my head against a wall πŸ™‚ I love that she is herself. She is living enough for both her and her brother all wrapped up into one spitfire little blessing. I loved   analogy that these babies are so high need cause they are soaking up and giving back all the love of two babies πŸ™‚ so sweet when you think of it that way.

Yesterday was bloody hot here, we had a nice long walk in the stroller, then at dinner time when the sun was a bit lower, I stripped her buck , grabbed a piddle pad and put her on her activity mat on the back porch, she loved the warm breeze on her bare bum and peed all over, then she slept amazing overnight πŸ™‚

I love how she rubs her hand softly back and forth across my breast whilst nursing, it’s such a nice feeling that I feel like I could burst with adoration. I also love when I think she is nursing and I am reading a blog or watching TV and I look down and she is staring up at me with deep interest, then when I notice she grins goofy πŸ™‚

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About mommamaynard

β€œLife is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.” β€” Albert Einstein. When it feels like your world has been shattered, and you have reached rock bottom, you must make a choice: Stay where you are and fade away, or keep moving forward. Thankfully I chose to move forward and was blessed with the two most wonderful children after the death of my first in early labor. Things are looking up.

Posted on May 19, 2010, in Uncategorized and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Peter rubs on my like that. I swoon.

  2. Peter rubs on my like that. I swoon.

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