First, I realize that I put the “ill” in alliteration.
Today was better. Good even.
Pip sleeps like a champ. During the day. At night, she seems to be improving. I’m sure Kelly will laugh in reading this like “how hard it must be to roll over while I get up and feed her”. Ah well, what am I going to do?
So, um, one of those things that happens when your neighborhood is not a neighborhood, but a ward and you have a newborn is that people bring you dinner for 3 nights. It’s a pretty sweet scam. I am thinking we should keep breeding just for the meals.