So. This girl. She used to be such an easygoing, charmer of a baby.

Seven-months crept up on us and brought with it MELTDOWNS. Like MELT. DOWNS.

Screaming. SCREAM. MING.

She loses her shit when she doesn’t get what she wants. Which is made even more super cool since she can’t actually tell us what she wants.

Though sometimes you know.

Like recently I was nursing her before bed and I was talking to her. Telling her how much she’s loved, etc. She’s never been a fan of anyone talking while she eats, but she literally bucked her upper half away from my body (w/o releasing her latch), kicked me in the shoulder and mean mugged me.

Message received.

I silenced my chatter and thought to myself “Oh sister friend, you have no idea. If you want to play the test of wills game, your father and I can totally out jerk you. Singularly we’re exceptional jerks, together we’re unstopp…”

Then I realized we’ve made a hybrid.