Sammy is one. I can't believe it. This year went by soooooo quickly, although I will admit that the 7.5 months of pumping weren't fantastic. But I did it! Like her brother, Sammy never had a single ounce of formula. I'm very proud of my achievement. I started mixing regular milk with breast milk around 11 months and once I saw she did fine with that, I started dropping the pumps at work. Now I only nurse her in the morning and at night before bedtime (although I lately I find myself feeding her around 3 am to soothe her back to sleep). I'm not sure when I plan to stop nursing her. I think I'll let her decide. Unlike with Ian, where I had to stop breastfeeding in order to get my period back so that I could start trying to have Sammy, there is no artificial stop point for nursing Sammy. I'll do it as long as she's interested. (And as a plus, 1 year later, I still don't have my period. :-) )
On Samantha's actual birthday (this past Wednesday), I had to pick her up early from day care because she had a fever (which went up to 103.3 by 5 pm!). Poor thing. She was like a rag doll in my arms. With a little Motrin, she started to feel better and so I took the obligatory chair photos. (It was pajama day at school, which is why she's wearing PJs). This is how happy she is, even with a 102 fever!
She still had a fever the next day and so my husband stayed home with her. He decided to have a little fun with her and took these photos. If you look closely in these pictures, you can see the drool dripping from her face. On top of having a cold, the poor little thing has THREE teeth cutting on top - the second tooth in the middle is coming through, as well as both incisors. It's been a tough couple of nights for her.
And today, we celebrated her birthday for real with my in-laws. My mother-in-law made an awesome chocolate cake. Sammy didn't really like it (I think it was too sophisticated a taste for her). But she adored the Hershey's kiss we gave her after trying the cake.
I love her so much. I am the luckiest woman in the world that she is my daughter.