I haven't finished my last post yet. I keep thinking of stuff to add, and then I forget before I can put it on here. I guess it's ok that I don't write everything down as long as I can still remember it from time to time---as fleeting as it might be.
Lily is sitting up, almost like a pro.
I worry about autism, thimerasol, and all that fun stuff. I watch her daily for clues. She seems so social and typically developing at this point. I really need to stop. Paranoia.
She has become such a sweetie, such a little snuggler--- when you pick her up she buries her head and body into your shoulder/chest...it's a wonderful feeling. It seems like she just recently realized that when we are laying down and she is nursing, I am still there. She looks up at me now, sometimes in the middle of the night when she should be sleeping, and stares up at me and then gives me a big smile and a giggle--- just precious----but please go to sleep! She also likes to do this weird breathing thing when she nurses---big, loud, heavy breaths....kind of like she is suffocating. I think she likes it!
Cameron had to have his Dora umberalla today---for the sunny weather. And then, as we were leaving the JCA, some nice old lady had the audacity to hold the door open for us. Oh, Jesus. Cameron had a fit. You see, he likes to--- or rather has to---- push the button to make it open "like magic." This has happened two or three times there. How come when I really want or need someone to hold the door opened for me they are never there. The poor lady had no clue what she did to make him flip out like that. Fun, fun.
