My husband tells me that I shouldn’t have coffee because it’s not good for the baby. He agreed before she was born that he would always love me more. Apparently he’s a liar.
You realize how little your interactions with other people mean to them when they say or ask the same things every time you meet. They forgotten you’ve already had this exact conversation while you remember every detail.
I can never seem to sleep well the night before I have to do hair for a wedding. I’d like to think it’s excitement but it’s more likely my fear of not waking up in time and ruining someone’s wedding..
Been leaving Linc with her aunt and cousins when I go to my dental appointments and when I pick her up she doesn’t even miss me.. Makes me all emo and shit.
I hope one day Lincoln asks for a Halloween themed birthday party- even though her birthday is in November. I’ve got a Pinterest board ready for her when she does.