Dear Adelaide: Month One
Dear Addy-Pants,
It seemed like I had so much to say to you but now I'm blocked. I'll start with a word of thanks. Thank you for being a bright spot in our lives at this time. Caring for you and watching you change every day has kept our minds off the obvious. Sure, we watch CNN 24/7 but it's broken up with your demands for milk, play or a diaper change.
Speaking of milk, I have never seen so much excitement over my boobs. Your enthusiasm rivals only that of a pack of eighth grade boys. I think that you are going through a growth spurt right now and as a result, my milk production has gone bonkers and when I wake up in a puddle on the bed I'm not sure who leaked, me or you.
We've been sleeping with you in the bed since a couple of days before the storm. I think that we all sleep better that way - except for last night when you were up every two hours. Usually you wake only for food but sometimes you want to play. The first time you did this, you woke me up by kicking my back and pulling at my PJ's. You have taken to whining if I sleep with my back to you. I don't know how you can tell that I'm no longer facing you with your eyes closed. I think you are psychic.
You are a good car rider which is fortunate since you have spent so many hours in your carseat. You also take well to other people but it's magical when I can take you from someone, fussing, and soothe you instantly. This doesn't always work and during those times you are under Daddy's care.
You are my sunshine Miss Addy-Pants, Chickenhead, Addy-Loo-Hoo and Monkey-Butt.
Love,
Mommy
It seemed like I had so much to say to you but now I'm blocked. I'll start with a word of thanks. Thank you for being a bright spot in our lives at this time. Caring for you and watching you change every day has kept our minds off the obvious. Sure, we watch CNN 24/7 but it's broken up with your demands for milk, play or a diaper change.
Speaking of milk, I have never seen so much excitement over my boobs. Your enthusiasm rivals only that of a pack of eighth grade boys. I think that you are going through a growth spurt right now and as a result, my milk production has gone bonkers and when I wake up in a puddle on the bed I'm not sure who leaked, me or you.
We've been sleeping with you in the bed since a couple of days before the storm. I think that we all sleep better that way - except for last night when you were up every two hours. Usually you wake only for food but sometimes you want to play. The first time you did this, you woke me up by kicking my back and pulling at my PJ's. You have taken to whining if I sleep with my back to you. I don't know how you can tell that I'm no longer facing you with your eyes closed. I think you are psychic.
You are a good car rider which is fortunate since you have spent so many hours in your carseat. You also take well to other people but it's magical when I can take you from someone, fussing, and soothe you instantly. This doesn't always work and during those times you are under Daddy's care.
You are my sunshine Miss Addy-Pants, Chickenhead, Addy-Loo-Hoo and Monkey-Butt.
Love,
Mommy
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