I'd never thought about nipples before but when you have a crying, whining baby it sure is a nice weapon to pull out of the mommy arsenal, and I use this weapon often. Don't judge me.
I suppose I should officially announce the arrival of my chubby little baby girl. To make a long story short, after many blurry hours in labor (at which point I did yell at Nate, but he deserved it), and an awesome epidural, my little Bootsy arrived at 8 lbs 8 oz.
Let me tell you about my girl...she likes to cry. She's a big cry baby, literally. She has red/auburn hair, big chunky cheeks, a perfect little doll mouth, long fingers and she looks like a little mini-me. Seriously, this kid doesn't look like Nate at all. I didn't realize my genes were so powerful. I AM ALL POWERFUL!!!! Whoops, did I say that out loud?
Nate says she looks like my dad. I think she looks like my brother. Either of those are awesome images for me as I look down at her face while she's breastfeeding.
We've already had our first onesie casualty, a moment of silence please. Who came up with the idea of white onesies anyway?
And so I present "The Arrival of Boots":
|Week 40, the night I went into labor (and didn't know it)|
|I'd like to thank Nate for this photo|
|First time holding my baby (I wasn't able to hold her in the hospital, long story)|
|Chunky little nakey baby|
|Wearing her little wife-beater onsie|
|My little red-headed sweetheart|
Don't you just want to squeeze those chunky little cheeks? No touchy! Those are mine! And I squeeze them ALL the time