Interesting title, you might think. Here's the explanation. Having had a boy for three years almost, and always thinking that I would have all boys....it was a little hard for me to accept the fact that I might actually like pink. Granted, I'm not a girly-girl by any means, but having a boy had solidified that pretty much. But by day #4 of my daughter's life, I told my Mom, "Okay. I'm really getting into this 'girl' thing. I am officially obsessed with their clothing and accessories." This was after I saw all the things she had to wear in her closet after this next bath.
The Pro Helper
My Sweet Pea (Maddox told me the other day that I call her that...I didn't realize it.)
Me and my daughter. And the first of many cute outfits that I fit her squirmy body into.
Nana admiring her granddaughter in the outfit that she bought her.
A Nana and her babies
"Floppyhead" Maggie - so little still!
I took this picture to remember how tiny she looked. This did NOT last long. She grows so fast, but I love looking back at this one and trying to remember how small she felt.
If only I could let her sleep like this all night. She loved sleeping on her belly until she got used to sleeping on her back.
Sweet dreams, baby girl.