The semester ended last week, but AJ also went on a nursing strike (that's seriously what they call it when they start refusing the boob--in my opinion, it's a terrible analogy, since it's not like she's NEGOTIATING for anything), so I've been very busy trying to get her back ON the boob. Also I still have 30 final papers to grade.
Fortunately, Don's mother came to help out while he was out of town on business last week (it was an eventful week), and Don was back in time for Mothers Day, so we've been having some nice family time even though I have to pump, like, every two hours.
Me & AJ on Mothers Day morning. AJ was quite fetching in a dress that Mama Lu bought for her on her last visit. I am still wearing all my maternity loungewear.
Me & AJ next to the hospital-grade breast pump that we rented to try to boost my supply while she's "striking."
Daddy & AJ--still no photos of AJ's emerging dimples, but you can see where she gets them, at least. Notice the first diaper change here.
AJ & Gramma B, and evidence of the second diaper change. AJ grins and smirks a lot now, but the hand clasping is new. Sometimes she just sits in the stroller WRINGING them now, or lifts them up while still interlocked like she's beseeching me for something.
Patty cake with Daddy & Gramma B.
It took three or four tries before Gramma B could make it through the rhyme and remember to say "A" for "Andromeda"--all four of her kids have "D" names, so she kept being tripped up by maternal autopilot.
I'll have to do an Instagram post soon, as I got some very cute pictures of Daddy & AJ with my phone today. I don't care what people say, I LIKE putting faddish filters on my mobile phone pics.
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