Lifelines

She was sleeping so peacefully when we returned home from dinner on the night of Greer’s birthday.
(Yes, I’m STILL doing these birthday photos. Luxe is a MASSIVE time hogger! :))
She was sleeping TOO peacefully for this Mama who needed, um, relief in the form of a feeding.
Once I start ruining my tops, her minutes of peace are numbered.

So I got her out.
I woke her up. (I NEVER do this but we needed to get the party part of the birthday started and I couldn’t do that with her dangling from my boob.)
And then I indulged in my Mamarazzi addiction shamelessly.

She stretched:

She startled:

And check out that BEAST of a yawn (like I’M keeping HER up at night or something!):

Then she grew pissed (this one has a short fuse, like Yours Truly over here):

She told me to back off.
(I did not listen.)

And then she was rescued from my photographing tirade.
(My mom is STILL hijacking my good times :))

Creux is doing a smash-up job at his first run of playing “big brother.”
And just as I thought would happen, he nows seems like he’s seven to me.
Hate that part but am just loving the tenderness he shows with his baby sister.
(And this just proves that there’s hope for EVERYONE :))