Payson is my clingiest baby. Brooklyn was a clingy baby. Payson is clingy on steroids. If I leave the room he screams as if a limb has been torn from his body. If I even cross the room he screams as if a limb has been torn from his body.
He doesn’t like mommy to be any more than 3 or 4 feet from him at all times.
I didn’t think the pack and play thing would work.
I was right.
He started crying about 30 seconds after being placed here.
Oh well. At least I tried.
Sierra and I had some good cuddle time this afternoon. After talking together for quite a bit while laying in her bed I took a couple pictures of her with her cute little fountain ponytail.
My house smells good right now. Like lavendar and Windex.