well, dear readers, it's over. Max is officially weaned. Tonight, he even took his formula (sigh) in a sippy cup and put himself right to sleep. Thank God for daddies. The first night, when Max woke up crying around 1 am, I sent my trusty partner in with strict instructions not to let Max see me. It worked, maybe too well. I thought Ty would soothe Max to bed and come hang out, but the next thing I know, my two favorite people are snoring together...
Max went down without a peep tonight. See you in the morning, sweet boy! Glad you don't hate me!
On a physiological note, thank God for cabbage. I feel a little funny with a garden salad stuffed in my underthings, but it works! This morning I felt like I got the Pam Anderson special at Dr. Jimmy's Drive-Through Plastic Surgery Emporium. Now I feel better. I am also drinking sage tea like it's going out of style. Was it ever really in style?
1 comment:
omg cabbage...wow!
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