Well tonight's feeding landed me in tears. I treasured the moments when I could hold her close tummy to tummy, chest to chest as she sucked away to dreamland. Tonight she changed. She maneuvered herself into more of a cradling position. I can't blame her with her long legs they had to go somewhere and being all scrunched up wasn't exactly comfortable. So now we rock, legs dangling over the arm of the chair. It hit me. She's growing, getting bigger, becoming toddler and no longer a baby: physically. She will always be my baby.
... what a wonderful world.
... what a wonderful world.
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