Well, baby girl, it hasn’t been easy but we made it through the fourth trimester. I suppose you’re not quite a newborn any more. You smile and laugh, reach for toys, and know when mommy enters the room. You have a mischievously silly sense of humor and make me laugh even in the worst moments.
And there have been a ton of those lately. These last few weeks have been hard. Mommy’s back is pretty mangled and I know you ache from the GERD. But we are surviving. And when you smile at me? Thriving.