Some Month Three Observations

Remember when I gave you some of my thoughts from my weeks of pregnancy?  Well, here are some of my thoughts on having a daughter who is three months old.

• Things worn by N2, which N never wore -- rompers, 'bubble' outfits, skirts, hairbands, pink, onesies with puff sleeves and picot edging, dresses, and anything embroidered with kittens or strawberries.
• Breastfeeding is nice, but I make too much milk.  I can't believe that is true.
• I love N a lot.  I just wish he wouldn't wake N2 in the mornings so much.
• My daughter has chubby knees and elbows which dimple.  I have a hard time not constantly pretending to snack on them.  I thought I was alone until my mom started to nibble on N2's toes.
• I'm never going to get back into shape with my chocolate covered doughnut obsession.  (By the way, I'll use the word donut on the same day that I write the word nite instead of night, i.e., when hell freezes over.)
• Sleeping with N2 is just as nice as sleeping with N was.  I love cosleeping naps more than just about anything in the world.
• I use the word pretty a lot to describe my daughter.  I'd feel horrible and stereotypical about that except that I called N pretty as well.  And to be fair?   He really was.  N2, I'm sorry, but he might even have been prettier.  He inherited his daddy's eyelashes.  You got mine, kiddo.
• Pretending to throw N2 in the air forced her to really laugh.  It scares me to death, but it makes her smile so hard that I do it until my arms ache.
• It's easy to love two different children so much that you ache inside when you think of them.
• Growth spurts are painful when you're the only one who feeds your child.

That's all for now.  These are not as funny as my observations from pregnancy.  That's because I'm more humorous when I'm a seething ball of anger and anxiety.  Sad, but true.