12/2/15

I can't believe it's already December. This year has flown by. Everyond told me that the first year of having a kid goes really quickly, but I didn't think they meant this quickly.  My little girl is almost 9 months old. I don't like it. Not at all.
Any who, not much happening. Waiting at mom's doctor's appointment. Sitting in the truck. Mia is asleep, and I'm doing this. It's pouring outside. Better than snow. Though, I'd like a white Christmas. Especially Amelia's first Christmas. It just better not snow on the 12th. Parents will be helping Michaila move out of her dorm and I don't want to have to cancel Amelia's photos. I'm really excited for them. I know I'll keep the big one, and give out a bunch of the wallet ones. I know they're going to be adorable. Why? Because they'll be of Mia.
So, the two year anniversary of Paul's death was handled better than I thought I'd do. Didn't cry. But I also avoided videos and movies of his. I did wear my "For Paul" shirt though. And when I get back home, I'm planning to hang it up on my wall.
Lastly, forgot to mention the night terrors Mia has been having. Last might was the first time in a while that she hadn't had any. I slept better. I slept so nice that I fell asleep while breastfeeding. It was weird. Sorry for those of you who can imaine why!