So, did I get my little girl?
Why, yes I did!
Sorry it's taken me so long to update.
Here's the problem: Natalie cries bloody murder if you set her down.
I'm not kidding.
She doesn't like her $50 bouncer or her $130 swing.
Her crib apparantly insults her.
Her playpen/bassinet ticks her off. Maybe the fish motif scares her.
I just don't remember this with Tommy. He'd eat, I'd set him down and he'd be content for at least an hour.
Natalie, if you set her down she gives you a look that clearly says, "Oh hells no," and starts to cry.
And girlfriend has some lungs!
I've gotten a little bit thanks to Tom and my Mom. I feed her and one of them take her so I can sleep. Sometimes she settles and will sleep for one to two hours on them. But sometimes, minutes after walking away she suddenly decides she's hungry again.
Many times she just wants her Mommy to hold her.
I love her so much.
And yes, she has the dark hair that I knew she'd have.
I just knew it.
I still can't believe I really got my little girl.
Natalie is on my lap and she's beginning to eat at my nightgown. She just looked up at me with her blue eyes and went, "Eh eh eh?"
Feed me now.