Day 941: I Love My Pump

It's a long, pointless story, so I'll skip it.

Suffice it to say, Darling A did not eat very well for the first half of today.

I've been using my breast pump daily since we purchased it, but sometimes I've still felt a little guilty over the cost.

Today, it was my Joyful Moment.  And I am SO glad we bought it.  Worth every last penny on a day like today.

TMI?  Sorry.

I also enjoyed several Joyful Moments just snuggling with my sleepy, chubby little Darling A.  All day long.  She is such a privilege to mother and love.  As much fun as it is to show her off, I kind of don't like going places because I don't want to share her.

Selfish.

But, also, HH and I agreed that it's best not to have other people hold her for a little while longer still.  At least, not in public places, like church, where she could wind up getting passed around.  I've never been okay with that.

I don't mind sharing her with HH, though.  It's so cute to watch the two of them together.  I love how completely enamored he is with her.  I love that he doesn't want to put her down and how cute he is when he talks to her and snuggles her.

There just something special about daddies and daughters.

And mamas and sons.

Baby B wanted to help sweep tonight.  And then he told me to take a picture.  This was just before bed time, so we were in the process of getting into pajamas.  Usually, he wears clothes.

But, I've had to let so much slide with how full my hands are now, I think we move a little closer to White Trash status every day.

Right when I got out the camera, to accommodate his request, he told me, "You no take a picture!"

I love the constancy of a two-year old.

Wishing you all Joyful Moments and the freedom to change your mind as often as you please!