Ugh. Typing this post means the next post is the one year post and the thought that my tiny, teeny peanut baby girl is almost a year old almost sends me into hysterics. Today Emma is 11 months old. Today I was apart from her for our longest stretch since last June. (Three hours.) Neither…
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Emma, 6 months
It’s been HALF A YEAR since Emma nearly came flying out of my vagina on the side of the highway. Six whole months, y’all! I can hardly believe it, truth be told, because it’s gone by so quickly. Every day she’s changing and growing and learning something new and it’s sad-awesome to watch it all…
Emma, 5 months
So, Emma turned 5 months old on Sunday. I had to paint her onesie that morning while Joshua sang “Secret Agent Oso” songs to himself over the monitor and I’m three days late in posting this update. It sucks to be the second child, apparently. The details: No teeth. Lots of cranky. So, my boobs…