This little muffin is 10 weeks!! She is in the two digits now which is pretty big stuff!
She is starting to coo and "talk," mostly when we change her diaper. And she's really starting to hate the rhino brace. We go to the hip doc on Tuesday and we are praying our faces off for some good news. I have my heart and my mind and my prayers set on the brace being taken off. I am trying to mentally prepare myself just in case life doesn't go the way I want but I'm failing. Luckily there is a Cheesecake Factory near the doctor so I can either drown my sorrows in some White Chocolate Raspberry or eat some celebration Red Velvet. There will be cheesecake either way.
I know what they say about not worrying about tomorrow because tomorrow has enough worries of its own. I'm not exactly sure how to stop worrying though. With such a specific direction, there should have been an instruction manual included...or at least a couple suggested steps.
Cheesecake. I'll focus on the cheesecake. Great...now I'm anxious and hungry.
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