People like us.

This weekend we had a play date at a family's house who's sweet boy is also dealing with food allergies. It was kind of a treat not having to worry about Finley touching anything. The family was great. We share similar interests and of course, the struggle. Finley and their little boy played great together. I love our friends and I love our play dates, but it's just honestly so refreshing to meet people who just "get it."

I am learning how much everything revolves around food. Everything. It's sad not being able to participate in lunch dates all the time. Also, try explaining to a 2-year-old why they can't have that donut that they want right now. I miss the reason being simply because you don't need a damn donut! Now it's because that donut could close your airway. It's weird and unfair to have to see food that way. It's a loaded gun behind a plastic case pointed at my kid. A gun that she desperately wants to put in her mouth. YEAH, it's terrifying. I know when she is older she will understand better, but kids are curious and rebellious and they grow - up and are no longer in your control. Being a mom is amazing and horrifying. Just keepin' it real.

I didn't even realize after my previous post that I had NEVER even posted on Quinn's arrival. Mom fail. Sorry, Quinny. She was born on October 21st. I was 38 weeks and labor came on its own, unlike Finley. Besides the epidural making my left side numb for almost 10 hours after she arrived, the labor was similar to Finley's. it was pretty smooth. The cord was around her neck, but she was all good. I did discover that I should have been a high risk pregnancy the whole time. The cord was not attached in the right place (to the placenta) and could have detached at anytime. It didn't, and I'm kind of glad I didn't know that until it didn't matter anymore.

Quinn was 7 lbs 7 oz and 20 and 1/2 in. long. A little blondie. She sleeps great. We had a little hiccup. She is sensative (hopefully won't be a future issue) to dairy, it seems. She is on the most expensive formula on the planet, but I'll just throw it on her tab. Her cuteness and happy demeanor make up for that.

My girls smile and laugh. Finley dances and plays and is so polite and full of life. We are blessed beyond measure, and to anyone who excludes us because of this damn allergy, that's okay. We have each other!