Freak me out

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Dear Gatlin Reid,

Some days you make me want to pull my hair out... You refuse to let me do anything but hold you. You cry if I sit you down. You cry if I feed you, then once you realize you actually like what I am feeding you, you cry when I stop feeding you. Then nap time rolls around you get angry if I am trying to get you comfortable sleeping in your pack-n-play for our weekend trip....

Then I walk in and see your sweet little self peacefully sleeping in said pack-n-play and I smile. It's ok if I end up bald, because truly you are the cutest baby in the world!



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