I went to lunch with a friend today. Everly was perfectly happy and content and adorable. Until allofthesudden she wasn't. It was like a switch and she was going to scream her little lungs out because suddenly all her needs were not being met. Poor thing. Luckily she has a mom who is brave or maybe crazy. I have no problem throwing on my nursing scarf (not because it makes others uncomfortable to see my boob in public but because I prefer it that way) and continuing to walk as we nurse. I feel a little bit proud that I've mastered nursing in public. Sitting, standing, and walking. In or out of a baby carrier. Don't worry, I only have 6 baby carriers. I'm not completely insane. It was intimidating the first time breastfed in public. I was afraid I'd drop my baby. Then I realized that was silly because I don't usually drop my baby so why would I start now? I felt better after that.
Obviously this has turned into a stream of consciousness post. I think this is exactly how I sound when I'm on the phone with Shelly. "Blah blah blah and then Everly smiled and made my day." That's pretty much all it takes lately. She's that cute. And because I love you, I'll share her cuteness. Just a little though.
cloth diapers rule / baby legs are the cutest / mom wears everly out / lady lunch date / best passport pic ever