Monday, August 10, 2009

I've got to brag.

I have the cutest daughter. She has got the greatest personality. She loves to dance and sing and laugh. She charms everyone she meets. People at the store often stop me to tell me what a beautiful/cute baby I have. A couple months ago a cashier looked back at Paige sitting in the cart while the register was computing or something. He got distracted with her. When he turned back around he apologized saying "Sorry, forgot what I was doing, she's just so cute." Just a little over a week ago we were babysitting and the friends of the couple we were babysitting for got back to the house first. We chatted for a minute with them. They asked Paige's name. She recognised the second when the conversation turned to her. She looked up at these friends and did a little twirl, a twirl as girly as they get, flirty eyes and all. Brian and I, of course, thought that was wonderful and laughed about it for a few days after.
Though I think she's the greatest thing since sliced bread, we're having a hard time with her. She has not been sleeping well and screams when we put her to bed. I've had to stand in her room, rubbing her back and singing until she falls asleep. I wonder if she notices somethings not right with mom. Mommy's just not the same with morning sickness. Yet another reason to hope the morning sickness doesn't last long.