Our girl is miserable, and we aren't sure why.
She's been miserable for over a week.
I think her little tummy is my #1 enemy.
I was talking to my mom about it tonight and my mom said, "Listen to your heart. You will know what you need to do for Emily."
I'm too exhausted to hear the answer.
We have 17 different appointments in the next 10 days; here's hoping someone has an answer.
(I might be exaggerating just a little bit about 17...)
This little rocking chair sat in my Grandma's play room my entire life.
I pulled it out of my closet the other day and it was love at first sight.
My girl fills my heart.