Well, I've made it to a week. We've made it to a week. And Dana hasn't asked for milk or boobs once. We've read lots of books together, cuddled and loved each other. And I still miss her tremendously.
Today I went for a pedicure and a woman brought in her 3 week old. As she was holding him while feeding him with a bottle, all I could think about was how small Dana used to be. I was a mess. I left crying. I still miss her as a baby. Although I love the stage she's in. She's communicating, laughing at everything, loving life and I just want to eat her up. She's the cutest child I've ever seen and I absolutely love her.
We're going to San Diego this weekend for the big 5 year anniversary. I'm sure it will be fun. Dana will love everything. Hopefully she won't be too tired....us too.
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