Avery woke up just fine this morning. We went through our normal morning routine:
-Get Avery up, feed her a bottle, I eat my breakfast. Watch Bewitched.
-Change her diaper.
-Put her in the pack n play while I take a shower.
-Let her run around in our room while I am getting ready.
-Say "no" a million times when she is exploring things she shouldn't be.
Everything was going just fine....
At about 6:50, when I was getting ready to dry my hair and head off to work, she just started crying. She just wanted me to pick her up. She NEVER wants me to pick her up. Not like that. Not just bawling, pleading with her tears, "MOMMY PLEEEEAAASSSEEEE" crying. She was following me around everywhere I walked, sittting on my feet while I was drying my hair, staring at me with these eyes of compete abandonment. I got through drying my hair, but not very well. I didn't even style my hair. I just put it up in a pony tail. And then picked her up. She stopped crying immediately. I held her for a few minutes and she just put her head on my chest and started patting me. That's what she does. She pats. I think it's cause I do it, on her legs, when I hold her. I guess. I don't know. But, that's what made her ok again.
I wanted to get a picture of her, but I just couldn't bring myself to take a picture of her misery, so I got this one. Her eyes were just red after having cried...
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