There is one particular four letter word that I really do not like. I'm never offended if someone else uses it, but I resist it at all costs. That is until days like today - HELP! I know, I know - I can't beleive that I said it either. :) I love being a mama! More so than I ever thought I would. I love to wrestle on the floor. I love to make up songs about going potty or getting dressed. I love to be silly. I love to cuddle with them on the couch and I love singing them to sleep at night. And don't get me wrong - I'm not trying to brag, but apparently I am a pretty cool mom because my baby girl can't get enough of me. Seriously, she loves her mama to a fault. I would say she is in a stage of experiencing seperation anxiety, but I think that might be something of an understatement. She is not a fan of hanging out with others - especially if I am near by - even her poor daddy gets fussed at when he trys to love and hug on her. She has even taken to chasing after me. When I set her down to play in the den and I go to cook in the kitchen she makes the long journey to come lay at my feet. Even now as I type this she is pulling herself up my back, standing by me and hugging my shoulder. (Side note - my seven and half month old went over to the steps a few minutes ago and stood herself up - ah!!! Baby girl is determined not to be a baby!). Now I know that this is just a phase and that day will come quickly enough where she is 'over' mom. :) And I also know that this is to be expected because she has full access to noone but me 24/7, but does anyone have any suggestions of how to make this a bit easier on her (and me)? We never experienced this with Isaac - so I am in foriegn territory here and weary of hearing that she was the 'worst' one in nursery because she was fussing for her mama. Especially because she is a very content and laid back kind of gal. Any thoughts, suggestions or prayers (haha) are welcomed.

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