2. I guess I just tangent-ed, but back to the nursing thing...I have to stop. But it's so hard- because I keep looking at myself holding him in the mirror and picturing him as this 18-year-old and I feel like nursing is this bond we have that I will never get back. And it feels like the end of something so special. And to make it worse, Jax begs for it. He cries and throws fits and he sits on my lap and gets into position and just looks up at me.
3. The mammogram explanation: A bunch of the girls in my family have a breast cancer gene called BRCA. It puts us at a high risk for breast cancer, so while I am in my early 20's, I have to have a "base mammogram" so in later years, they can tell if anything looks like it's growing in there. Anyways- nothing to worry about. Early prevention/detection is the important thing. So get your ta-ta's checked, girls!
4. Last night I was lying in bed next to McKay, who was, by the way, coding (?) on his computer. I was going through pictures and I came across this:
And I said awwwwwwww oh my goshhhhh Mckayyyyyyy look at this!! And he looked at it and said, "oh. hah." But this is one of my favorite pictures ever of Jax. His little face!