Ella and I are having a battle. I tell her to "wait and we'll have more-more in a little while", sometimes she looses interest and sometimes she insists "Ella needs more-more. Peease mommy?" I always give in when she insists, it's just too heartfelt to ignore. Ella still has a little round baby face and dimples where her wrists should be, but when she lays in my lap her legs dangle far further than is comfortable for either of us and I'm afraid as her face thins so does my patience for breast feeding. Ella proclaims herself a "little girl" and "not a baby anymore", but has no idea what these phrases have in store for her. That's ok she'll have a lifetime to figure it out, for now we are happy nestled into the 'boo chair' keeping each other warm, but spring is comming.
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Selkie says it all with Old Enough to Ask and Smoking, No. Nursing, Yes.