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I couldn't be prouder or more impressed with how you've handled all the chaos so far. You've napped earlier and later than usual with little fuss. You've willingly gone into the arms of virtual strangers so I could free up my hands for things needing done. You've smiled and babbled and kissed and hugged and remained calm and pleasant through it all.
Honestly, you're handling it all better than your mama! I've succumbed a bit to the stress. I've lost some patience. I've lost some sleep, despite the fact that you've been sleeping better than ever. I've been sucking down coffee like it's going out of style. As I write this, you're taking a (far earlier than normal, since I have that mustache to take care of) nap while I sip a cup of the chocolate raspberry coffee that your Grandma Laurel sent with us. Thank goodness I heard her offer it, because your father's reaction to chocolate raspberry coffee was "Ewwww, GROSS".
Your slightly shorter fuse these days is noticeable only to me and your father. Your tiny bit of extra clinginess is mistaken for extra snuggles and warmly welcomed. The only real problem, and yes, I'm going there, is that you've been a bit backed up. I think I've managed to avoid discussing your poop until just now. I think that makes this officially a "mommy blog" as of this moment. I won't go into much detail, except to say that you've had a rough go of it (HA HA HA!). I came home from the store yesterday armed with apple juice, prune juice, apricots, pears, and pureed prunes. You want nothing to do with any of it. You want your bananas and cheese, darn it!
Dear girl, if we're going to keep up your pleasant demeanor over the course of the next few chaotic days, we need to get things moving smoothly (HA HA HA!). Eat the prunes, sweetie. Eat the prunes. You'll be glad you did.
Love,
Mama
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