Sunday, October 12, 2008
Nesting
I am crazy and I know this. I didn't nest in the usual way that most pregnant women do. I didn't clean veraciously and fold clothes and decorate your room. I made barretts. Felt barretts, ribbons, ones with buttons, ones with beads, I went koo koo. Your dad came home and I was in a nest of my nesting. There were spools of ribbon everywhere and a hamster mess of felt pieces. But you were born with tons of gorgeous dark hair so I am convinced it was for a a reason. you could wear even the biggest ones right from birth and i thought you wouldn't be able to use them until you were a toddler. My hairy hairy hobobaby.
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