Outfit details: headband, baby tee, hand-me-down skirt, moccasins, blanket
My baby turned 8 months old this weekend, and it makes me want to cry. The thing about becoming a mama, at least for me, is that everything makes me want to cry now.
I have a lot of feelings about bebe and motherhood — joy, paranoia, optimism, astonishment, love. This. That. All things.
And now she says, “ma-ma. ma-ma, ma-ma.” She has no idea what it means, but it means everything to me.
Outfit details: bow headband, flutter-sleeve shirt, shorts, moccasins, blanket
I recently noticed that some of baby’s clothes have belt loops on them. She has some skinny jeans and overalls, in particular, that have belt loops.
I haven’t observed bebe walking around pulling her jeans up from constantly sagging. But, to be fair, I haven’t observed her walking around, period. Not sure what the utility is, but damn it if I didn’t immediately search online for baby belts.
Have I ever really lived until now?