Ugh. August was a tough month. In between killing crickets in my washer I spent a few days in the hospital for a fun surgery from complications to mastitis. All I wanted to do was feed my baby and after it all I am re-thinking any other breast-fed babies in my future. I am still recovering and have a nurse come visit me a couple times a week --she has quickly become my breast friend :) (that is the best joke I have from all this---so please laugh)
Adlee is growing like a weed. I know everyone says that you love your babies like you never knew possible--but I now realize it is more than just wanting you to jump on the baby boat--they (babies) are seriously the best thing you could ever do. She is my little partner in crime, she slimes me with her slobber everytime I pick her up and I could care less and when I put a rattle in her hand she hits herself in the head repeatedly and then looks at me as if it is my fault. I love her. I am obsessed with her and her ever growing chubby cheeks.
Adlee is growing like a weed. I know everyone says that you love your babies like you never knew possible--but I now realize it is more than just wanting you to jump on the baby boat--they (babies) are seriously the best thing you could ever do. She is my little partner in crime, she slimes me with her slobber everytime I pick her up and I could care less and when I put a rattle in her hand she hits herself in the head repeatedly and then looks at me as if it is my fault. I love her. I am obsessed with her and her ever growing chubby cheeks.
She is even sassy enough to give her mommy the bird when I take to many pictures :)

