The tutu was on for approximately 10 minutes before it was removed. Adeline kept trying to eat the tulle.
I wore all black and an enlarged postage stamp. I was "blackmail."
Gerrit and Adeline were winding down after the party. They are thick as thieves, always looking like they are plotting something against me.
We've been giving Adeline more rice cereal. On this particular evening, she wasn't in the mood to have anything other than a bottle. Hence, the mess of cereal on her face and not in her belly.
And lastly, Adeline in Gerrit's hat. Because everyone loves a gangster baby.She's been a little cranky-pants this week. We think she's teething, because she gets in a crazy mood where she doesn't want to eat, play, or sleep. She just wants to whine and chew. Lord, help us. She's a handful.
In other news, for those who are wondering, the postpartum depression/anxiety/whatever is going on has been getting better. I don't cry nearly as often; as in, hardly at all. I've really started enjoying the time with Adeline. I look forward to spending time with her. That wasn't always the case before (though I loved her anyway). Mentally, I feel more normal. Physically, I still feel weird almost everyday. Lord willing, my body will follow the trend of my mind and feel normal soon. Thanks again for your prayers and encouragement. I need it and appreciate it so much. Love you all.