First, thanks everyone for the comments and advice re: Disney, etc. I really appreciate it and will post more about our trip prep next week!
On to today.
Insert happy and sad jumbles of emotions here.
Sidenote: I always thought it was SO silly that moms would get sad that their babies were growing. I mean, that's what they are supposed to do, right? But, every time I finally decide that we have stretched the usability of clothes to their max and start packing up all those little outfits, I find myself remembering when her tiny little body barely filled them out. Mixture of pride in her growth and reminiscing over her baby stages gone by. I get it now.
Anyway, long story short, it finally came time to pack away the little Navy onesie that I used to tell A that we were having a baby.
Annnnd, she had never even worn it!
Impromptu photo shoot time.
Evelyn Rae is almost 8 months old
...and sometimes it is still so hard to believe that this little miracle exists in our life. And we made her. Crazy.