Blessed little Lily...

Our darling daughter almost always either a) starts crying because she's hungry, just as soon as my breakfast/lunch/dinner is ready or b) starts crying because she feels like it, just as soon as my breakfast/lunch/dinner is ready. Scott and I often take turns eating but we have also taken to feeding each other.  This must be a fairly common phenomena as I know that my friend Ella had to be feed by her husband after she had her first baby and my friend Nikki was cutting up a flatbread into little pieces for me last week as I was nursing Lily at a cafe.  It's kinda funny that it has come to this but hey, a girl's gotta eat!