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So it's just Abby and me until a week from this coming Friday (so what, eleven more days?). Abby's still a bit confused. She misses her Daddy. (But then again, so do I). We had a very long day yesterday and a very long day today. Mommy spent most of yesterday morning bouncing a baby and singing. This evening too.
Yep, Abby likes to be sung to. She'll listen to CDs on the computer, but doesn't like that nearly as much as when Mommy sings to her. So far, I sing "Hush Little Baby", "Rockabye Baby", "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star", "Edeilweiss", "Summertime", "Stay Awake", "Feed the Birds", "I Love You Forever", "Baby Mine", "Someone's Waiting for You", "Somewhere Out There", "Amazing Grace", "Sanctuary" and, her favorite, "Olde Newcastle Town". Yep, my little girl's favorite lullabye is a song written about and for the Georgia Rennaisance Festival. She would pick a song that I had to scrounge about for in order to come up with the correct lyrics (yes, I have gotten them by now). Any other suggestions? Any other songs you might think of that I could sing to her as, as I'm sure you know, singing the same songs over and over, as much as I love them, does get a bit old.
We're doing alright. Like I said, we miss Daddy. And we miss her Nana. And Mommy's arms are getting a bit tired. But we're alright. Even when she's grumpy. I really didn't want to put her down to sleep tonight. She fell asleep laying on my chest, watching NCIS, and she was just so cute and sweet and so incredibly cuddly and I couldn't help but want to leave her there and let her sleep there all night long.
But of course I can't do that, so she's sleeping in her crib like she should be.
She's being a zombie again. She's in that phase where she wants to put anything and everything in her mouth. Everything, including Mommy's hand. And nose. Yep, she's been trying to eat my hand and nose and shoulder and everything else for the past week. It's kind of funny and awfully cute.
I love my little girl. She's too incredibly precious.
I've said it before and I'll say it again -- my little Abby is incredibly easy to love.
So it's just Abby and me until a week from this coming Friday (so what, eleven more days?). Abby's still a bit confused. She misses her Daddy. (But then again, so do I). We had a very long day yesterday and a very long day today. Mommy spent most of yesterday morning bouncing a baby and singing. This evening too.
Yep, Abby likes to be sung to. She'll listen to CDs on the computer, but doesn't like that nearly as much as when Mommy sings to her. So far, I sing "Hush Little Baby", "Rockabye Baby", "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star", "Edeilweiss", "Summertime", "Stay Awake", "Feed the Birds", "I Love You Forever", "Baby Mine", "Someone's Waiting for You", "Somewhere Out There", "Amazing Grace", "Sanctuary" and, her favorite, "Olde Newcastle Town". Yep, my little girl's favorite lullabye is a song written about and for the Georgia Rennaisance Festival. She would pick a song that I had to scrounge about for in order to come up with the correct lyrics (yes, I have gotten them by now). Any other suggestions? Any other songs you might think of that I could sing to her as, as I'm sure you know, singing the same songs over and over, as much as I love them, does get a bit old.
We're doing alright. Like I said, we miss Daddy. And we miss her Nana. And Mommy's arms are getting a bit tired. But we're alright. Even when she's grumpy. I really didn't want to put her down to sleep tonight. She fell asleep laying on my chest, watching NCIS, and she was just so cute and sweet and so incredibly cuddly and I couldn't help but want to leave her there and let her sleep there all night long.
But of course I can't do that, so she's sleeping in her crib like she should be.
She's being a zombie again. She's in that phase where she wants to put anything and everything in her mouth. Everything, including Mommy's hand. And nose. Yep, she's been trying to eat my hand and nose and shoulder and everything else for the past week. It's kind of funny and awfully cute.
I love my little girl. She's too incredibly precious.
I've said it before and I'll say it again -- my little Abby is incredibly easy to love.
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