I’ve heard from other mothers that once your feet grow during pregnancy, they stay bigger. Maybe that’s true, but I put some nice flats I bought near the end of pregnancy and I nearly walked right out of them. What? What’s this? Now what to wear with these brown slacks? I tell you what I wear. A pair of brown suede high heels, natch. My feet are back, which is awesome because that means I get to use all those nice shoes I have. Good stuff.
Almost as good as that thumb seems to taste to the Remster. He’s learning a little hard-earned hand control and is rewarded with the delicious flavor of thumb. When I come into the nursery for the mid-morning feed and change, I’ve been greeted by the smack smack smack sound of a breakfast of tiny baby digits emanating from the crib. That, my friends, is the sound of infant hunger. It’s pretty cute, too.