I love blogging. Why am I so terrible at it? I had a good run for a couple of years. I was very consistent. And then... I don't know. I can't seem to get back in the groove. I'm gonna give it a go again. This time, I'm going to try doing some posts from my phone. I'm on my phone much more than the computer. Although, I'm worried this will limit my options and leave me frustrated. We'll see. And since this is also like my "journal", I will probably be throwing in post-dated entries so don't let that throw you if you use an online reader.
On a side note, I nursed Ava for the last time this week. Even with cutting dairy out of my diet (as much as I could anyway), she still spit up every night. And that not fun after eating baby food. Not fun for my dresses, or Craig's white shirts, or our fairly-new carpet. It leads me to want to buy her this:
I had hoped to hit the year mark, but we were both ready to be done. She is no longer interested and I am strangely WAY less emotional about stopping than I was with AJ. I wonder why that is? 9 1/2 months was a good run. I am so thankful to have a healthy, happy baby.