I don't really know why, and in spite of my best efforts to the contrary, Caitlin is done nursing. It's not that she actively dislikes breastfeeding, but I guess now that she eats real food there just isn't enough there to fill her up. We have easily switched to bottles and she is as happy as can be. I can't help but feel a little melancholy, I was all set to keep going until she was a year old. I have moved through denial and all of the other steps into acceptance. One last thing, before I say goodbye forever(to nursing, not to this blog), if you or someone you know is nursing and doesn't have a Hooter Hider, buy one or make one! They are invaluable and made my time nursing Caitlin so much better. My friend made one of her own, but I am not nearly so talented.
Dylan made me these hearts as an anniversary gift. Sweet, huh? Ten years ago I was newly graduated from college, in love and ready to get married! Well, technically I was freaking out about getting married, which probably made Ken feel super good. Most of you know this story and the rest of you probably don't care, but it's my blog, so ppppthhhht! Ken lived across the street from me during our last year of college (but curiously, we were 24 and 25. Oh, how I love BYU). He and his room mate spent many evenings, and when I say evenings I really mean late at night, in my living room talking to my room mates, Laura and Cheryl (hi guys!). I would emerge from my basement lair, tell them to pipe down and then retreat for my beauty sleep and morning classes. Ken would hang out then go home, watch a movie, go jogging at 3 am and then sleep until noon. Somewhere in there I assume he also studied a bit but maybe not. He probably just showed up and dazzled his professors with his ...
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