Abby isn't officially crawling but that doesn't stop her from getting around. She is quite fast at the army scoot and can get pretty much anywhere she wants. She isn't sitting up completely either but that is because she spends most of her time in the downward dog position rather than building her core muscles to work on sitting up. This girl cracks me up. I love her so much. I have slowed down on nursing her quite a bit over the last week. With everything going on and honestly me being kind of lazy, we have been skipping more feedings and replacing them with a bottle. I decided that I was going to ween her so I knew for sure how much she was getting and also because I was feeding her so much less anyway. I have never been super emotional about weening. It's not that I don't like nursing and I've never really had problems nursing but I am right in the middle of the spectrum where I don't hate it but I also don't nurse until they are two because I am so sad to stop. Well, I woke up the other morning with next to nothing to offer Abby and I got so sad. It was intentional. It was planned. It was what I was trying to accomplish but when I succeeded, I really did get sad. Abby is such a mama's girl and I am quite the Abby's girl and that doesn't have to change but I'll miss the sweet moments feeding her as she snuggles up to me in the middle of the night or when she wants nothing else but me. My baby is growing up too fast and I just don't know what to do about it.
