Monday, January 24, 2011
Louisey is not pleased...
I couldn't find a pacifier and Cheesy was mad at me.
6 months old.
stuffed full of sugar for sure.
I love having two girls. I feel like I was totally meant for this. It's weird because, when I was pregnant with Louise, I felt worried that I wouldn't be able to handle TWO children at once. But, now that she's here, I know that I am as big as I need to be for them. I'll only grow and grow and grow. I thought that I was completely maxed out on momminess with one child. Like we'd have to find a way to make room for another one, I'd have to stretch myself, somehow. But, the same way I GREEEEW when I had scouty, my love and capabilities grew grew grew for Louisey. (Even if she is a bossy little stinker, sometimes.)