Yesterday I held a sweet baby, just seven weeks old. She was so little and perfect.
She was a girl. A beautiful newborn baby girl. She smelled like a brand new baby. She was wearing a pink striped outfit and a light yellow ity bit hat.
And a pink cloth diaper with daisy’s on it. A pink cloth diaper.
Oh, you’ve really done it now.
The cuteness! My ovaries! My ovaries!
Ah. I love newborns. November + 9 = August.
I’m totally kidding.