Yesterday’s post was a bit of a grab bag, and today could easily be the same, but there are two specific events I’ll focus on.
Miss Waverly Violet. *sigh* I love her. And she’s almost done being a baby. Formula is all gone, the brezza is all gone, and I think bottles are almost out. People have all kinds of opinions about how long bottles should be in the picture, and you can kindly keep any negative opinions to yourselves 😉 We haven’t pushed Wavy to be done with bottles, but last night she very simply fed herself her milk bottle and was so ready for bed. I can just tell she’s almost done with it. She doesn’t need it anymore. Once she’s been sleeping through the night consistently a little longer, I think we’ll be done with her bottles for good.
Today, for one reason or another, my tiniest Miss was SO tired SO early. I wanted to stretch her at least a little bit longer so she could have some lunch and nap at the normal time, but nothing would really suffice. I hauled her onto my chair, where she wiggled and didn’t settle, until I put a cozy blanket over both of us. She lay on her side, popped those three little fingers into her mouth, and slow blinked for maybe twenty minutes. She never fell asleep, and I admit I was disappointed when her siblings came around and she popped back up, full of energy for them, but our snuggle was SUCH a special snuggle.
Those snuggles are fewer and further in between these days, as she tries to walk, says words, and grows and changes into toddlerhood. I’m not ready for you not to be a baby, Waverly.