Wow, eight months already? We visited the lactation consultant at the hospital today on the labor and delivery floor. It was strange to walk in there and think that exactly eight months ago I was down the hall whimpering on a bed and wanting to kill my husband because he had FOOD. Then, after many, many hours of labor and a one csection, a tiny little person entered my life. He's such a cutie and makes every day worth getting up! Here's a picture of our big eight month old. He's now cruising between furniture, pulling up on flat walls (!), and saying mama, ba (which is anything he's looking at), and hi. *sniff* They get big so quickly. What do you remember about the day your baby(ies) was born?
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