You were particularly adorable this morning, calling out “Who! Who!” to get our attention for cuddles and batting those big bluegrey eyes at me. I’m starting to think you’re getting a cold, but hoping I’m wrong.
Mommy is feeling better this AM, after getting a little sleep last night. But, Mommy is also feeling a little guilty about how that happened, since Your Cuteness would only sleep well in bed last night. Uh oh, the dreaded co-sleeping! Admittedly, even though I kept waking up and never entered deep sleep (I think?) because I was scared of rolling over on you, I still feel far more refreshed than I have for 2.5 weeks.
And then I woke up and got to eat cookies. Boobie cookies. I am really enjoying this whole “lactation cookie” excuse to eat baked goodies. My output (and your tummy) are enjoying it as well. My waistline, however, is not appreciative. What is a lactation cookie, you ask? A pile of baked goodness that’s basically an oatmeal cookie with a) flax seed and brewers yeast (gag), and b) tasty morsels to cover those up, like chocolate chips, cranberries, or whatever else sounds yummy. I had three for breakfast, and wanted 17 more. But I’ll save those for dinner.
Tangent: I MISS YOU SO MUCH WHILE YOU ARE AT DAYCARE, Little Nubs.
Or perhaps I should call you Little Monkey Princess today. Right now – even though Mommy and Daddy aren’t fans of pink — Mommy and Daddy’s favorite outfit is your Monkey Princess sleeper. (Daddy’s name for it). One of the benefits of having a Nubs, you see, is that you get to dress her little cute self in whatever adorable outfits you can find. As you can see from the pic, this one is particularly adorable, with fluorescent pink giraffes and cute little monkey princesses on the print and the feet.
Whenever Mommy and Daddy see you in this outfit, it causes cooing, smiling, and general smooshyness. BECAUSE YOU ARE SO ADORABLE.
That’s it for today, Little Nubs. I miss you terribly, even though I’m exhausted, and I can’t wait for it to be the weekend again when I get to spend more time with you. Mommy really isn’t a fan of this whole “hand the adorable baby over to daycare so she can bring home the money” thing. But your college fund needs it, and so I let others snuggle you in my place. And am sad…
Love,
Your Mommy Who Is Missing You Terribly At This Moment

Pingback: Dear Snarfapottamus, | Letters to my Munchkin