My Children...My Life...My Love...

This is Montana, she's my eldest daughter, she's two and three months. I love her. She is currently suffering from "pink eye", no more crib, no more diaper, and no more baby-cries-syndrome. It is mostly precious but sometimes irritating, if I can be honest. I love it that she is becoming more independent...however, with independence comes responsibility...is she really ready for that?????? Are any of us really ready for that???????




This is Gretchen. She is 7 months and two weeks old. I just felt her first tooth today. Bottom Right! She has been such a delight these past few weeks since we switched to the bottle. I am so glad we did. Although I mourned the weening process, I rejoiced that I was able to step outside of myself and do what was best for my daughter...that was really hard, since there is so much lack of understanding among "hard-core" breast-feeders. I've tried to make it to a year with both my girls now, both have weened them selves by 7-9 months. My sister-in-law, who's a "Lactation Consultant" had all three of her children do the same thing...as soon as they could figure out that they were "missing" out on something, they wanted nothing to do with "it" anymore.
Another friend of mine sympathized with my sadness when she said, "It was similar for me when I was miscarrying all those times...my body just wasn't doing what it was supposed to do and that was hard for me to get my mind around." I felt like my mourning was much less significant than my dear friend's profound and multiple loss but appreciated that someone understood, ever so more than I even did, the pain I felt not being able to provide life-sustaining- whatever for my infant, which all studies show is best for the baby.
This is my baby. She is so wonderful. BOTH my girls are!

These are my children...this is my life...this is my love...