The Muffin woke up around 5:30 this morning and when I walked into her room she had her arms open and said she was ready to come to bed with me. I put her in the bed beside of Big Dady and went to the bathroom. She was fast asleep when I returned. I tried to lay there with them, but my pregnant-stuffy-nose and asthma would not cooperate and I was downstairs by 6:00 with a delightful cup of coffee.
I heard her start fussing at 6:20. She wanted me. She needed me. I decided to sit on the couch and wait it out. Big Daddy quickly came down the stairs and plopped her on the couch beside of me. I sent him back to bed and Muff and I cuddled until 6:30...then it was time for chocolate chip pancakes.
The Muffin loves her Daddy unless she's hungry, tired, hurt or it has anything to do with sleep. I know she thinks he is totally incapable of caring for her because I have always been in charge of anything related to her physical well-being. (To be honest, I think he's incapable sometimes to.) We had breakfast and discussed how much her Daddy loves her and wants to take care of her and how I can't always be around. I asked her what we would do if I was giving the baby "baby milk" (aka, breastfeeding) and she needed something. I asked if Daddy could help then and of course, she had a solution. She told me that she would give the baby it's milk and then I could help her.
How long after the baby gets here do you think it wil be before she's trying to nurse it?
2 hours ago