Sorry the blog is so late today, I went to visit some friends of mine that have just had their third child. He's absolutely gorgeous, of course, and such a good, quiet baby. I love Maeve, but she was never that quiet for that long, not even at night. I brought up some frozen burritos so that Mom could have something easy to heat up and hold with one hand while nursing.
Being around such a new baby, so small and sweet, was just a shock. Maeve is so huge now, so busy, so independent. Does it make me want another baby? As perfect as this baby I saw today was, no. No it doesn't.
I know some people who had babies the same month as I did that are having another one already, and more power to 'em. But I couldn't do it, my memory is too good. Maeve cried so much and slept so little, had so much trouble nursing, and had to much trouble learning to sleep at night. I was surviving from day to day, and not much else.
No, I love this phase she's in now. I could do without the teething, but she is as fun as a bucket of monkeys. And good lord, do I just love being able to put her on the ground and let her work on crawling! I feel like I just discovered the use of my arms. I can't imagine giving that up again, not just yet.
Greetings and welcome to Earth, little Milo. I can't wait to watch you make friends with my Maeve someday.
|Sorry, no pictures of baby Milo, but here's Maeve looking so big, just hanging out on her own.|