....to say Three Dogs and a Baby. With our pups faces. But this will have to do...(PS. One of the best movies EVER)
You see, we have three puppies.
|Rhiley & Blue|
And then my princess...
...who you obviously recognize from my obsessive picture uploads. It's no secret that she is my baby. She sleeps in our room with a blanket:
And I wake up every morning to this face, after B leaves for work:
Don't worry the other two pups are plenty spoiled with me spending all day with them playing, sleeping and getting treats. They are very loved. But Fi Fi is my baby.
I can't imagine being less obsessed with them or giving them less attention than we do now, but I know it's going to happen. And I'm scared that Finley will feel sad or lonely or different and that makes me want to cry just thinking about it. I know Cash is our #1 priority now, but I still want her to feel like she's my baby girl. Ya know? We're going to let her sleep in our room still because she is soooo good during the night and is out like a rock from about 7 pm to 7 am. So hopefully that will help with the transition. Ok I'm done being emotional for the day.
Let's talk baby. Five days to go. And kind of really excited for the weekend-- mainly because I want to go into labor so that Brett is home, and I don't have to call him at work in a panic next week. Fingers crossed. Probs won't blog until Monday and if he hasn't come by then, my next post will be TWO DAYS to go. That's so exciting to think about!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hope everyone has a fabulous weekend filled with good labor thoughts for Ryann. Just kidding.