Just when you think you can't take anymore God decides to give you a break. Belle slept through the night.... 8 pm to 7am. I don't know what to do right now. She woke up happy, smiling and running around the house. She was babbling none stop "Ba, what's that (more like 'was tat' as she points) and then grabbing a book and bringing it me to read to her.
Completely different child.
She even put herself to sleep for her nap without tears, kicking or screaming. Not once has she bitten me or thrown her head back in protest.
I am lost. Is this what happiness is or did someone kill me in my sleep?
I think I am still alive because my thighs are sore from the past week of squatting to constantly pick Belle up and hold her. That must mean I am alive right?
Anyway, I am going to take advantage of today and take a shower. Then who knows! When Belle wakes I hope that she is in the same mood. I have enjoyed playing with her all morning and chasing her around.
I really am blessed.
Tchau,
Sara
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