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I would argue that that's a picture of your little strawberry!


hello, sunshine!


OMGosh! She is a beautiful baby!!

Too Beautiful. I would not get much blogging done with that little sweetie around me!

OMG!! She is adorable. Almost makes me want to have another one. ;)

Oh goodness, the adorable. So precious! Thank you for sharing.

Beautiful and perfect! Much as we love your blogging, I think we can all understand if you get distracted by your sweet girl.

She is absolutely beautiful! I am sure that you hear that alot and will never tire of it:) Enjoy being a Mommy... it is the BEST job in the world!!

She's so sweet! Love her already!

..."and see the light surrounding you.."

Forever Young......Bob Dylan

look what you did! *marching band*

Catching up on all your awesome (and scary!) posts. Congrats, mama! She's gorgeous!

She is absolutely beautiful!

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    What is Starfish Envy??

    • L.A. 2009. I’m stuck in traffic on the 101 freeway, listening to Isabella Rosselini on NPR. Isabella, for some reason, mentions that starfish are one of those rare species that can reproduce asexually, and I realize that if I could do that, I wouldn't have to worry about finding a boyfriend/husband. I wouldn’t have to internet date! I wouldn't have to figure out if I want to/can/should have a baby/adopt a baby/child on my own. I wouldn't have to stress about things like FSH levels, or weigh my feelings on in vitro versus adoption. I would just have a baby. Thus began my starfish envy.
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