Here is Gabby on her 8 week birthday. Daddy was out of town leaving Gabby and I to have a 3 day girls only slumber party. I think Michael really missed his girls. He was gone three days and was sad that he was going to miss so much of her life. Gabby and I were hoping to go with Michael so I could see my family, but we had to pick Grandma and Papa up from the airport and get her 2 month shots. Gabby handled her shots well. She screamed after she got them, but quickly calmed down. She was only fussy for one night (we woke up every hour). But I just let her sleep in the bed with me that way I could quickly console her. On a positive note, Gabby loved seeing her grandparents after not seeing them for 10 whole days. They spoiled her (but that's for another blog!). So to have something to look forward to, I tortured Miss Gabby and dressed her up in a tutu and her bathing suit. I can't believe that my little girl is already so old!
Everyone knows that being a parent is full of sacrifices and some are more difficult than others. So far being a Mom I have "sacrificed" my skin thanks to stretch marks, my youthfulness, thanks to the worries that cause the new wrinkles I notice weekly, my pretty legs thanks to the varicose veins I received during pregnancy that never went away, the comfort of sitting thanks to the back pain I have had ever since pregnancy, a good night’s sleep, and the list goes on... However, none of these things truly feel like a sacrifice (although I do miss sleep and my non-damaged body) they are just part of being a mommy and I wouldn't trade parenthood for anything! Today, however, a very difficult sacrifice was made, although I know it was the only choice. Ranger, the dog Michael and I had for 7 ½ years, was given to a new home today. He bit Gabby on her head when she was about 9 months old and then about a week ago he nipped at her and unfortunately that was the last straw. M
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