Wanting Mama.

I didn't get much done today...

After Hattie's first nap, we went to the post office and then grocery shopping.

That was the extent of me being productive.

I "wore" her in the Moby to both places.

She fell asleep in the car on the way home.

And then when she woke up, she just wanted her mama.

She was interested in a book for five minutes. 

And maybe her OBall Rattle for another five minutes.

I sang to her. 

I talked to her.

I just carried her around.

I tried to put her down for another nap,

but she wasn't having it. 

She wanted her mama.

We laid down together.

We talked to each other.

I sang to her.

We just... looked at each other.

I tried putting her down,

but she just wanted her mama.

So I put her back in the Moby.

And she fell asleep. 

I love these photos. 

You can see my lunch plate and Nutella in the background.

I didn't have a chance to put them away.

My shoes are kicked off in front of the loveseat.

The mail is strewn about.

Her laundry, waiting to be hung up, lays on the floor.

But she needed her mama. 

The chores can wait.

As the saying goes...

babies don't keep.

So I'm milking this for all its worth. :-)

It's okay that you needed me today, Baby Girl. 

I'm all yours.