Pictures are coming. Birth story is coming. Everybody just keep your pants on.
Speaking of pants, I'm wearing pre-pregnancy jeans today. Granted I am using the hair tie in the button trick and looking like I'm trying to be some bemuffin-topped hoochie mama, but still. Day 5 post-partum and I'm wearing non-maternity pants that I could button if I absolutely had to.
But on to my point for today. Mia keeps telling us that Owen makes her happy. She can't stop kissing him, she just can't. Unless she is taking a break from kissing him in order to hug him. If he cries, or really makes any noise, she heads for him in a dead run so she can make him feel better. Last night, Owen was spending a few minutes admiring the ceiling from the comfort of the pack and play, and Mia made trip after trip to her playroom to retrieve stuffed animals to give to him. Then she moved onto balls, careful each time to make sure nothing was touching his face.
I know there will be issues, I know there are challenges to come. But I also know that I have the most amazing, sweet and loving little girl you could ever hope to meet, and I am so very proud of her.