Now that Lyla is four months old, I finally finished her room. I can't tell you how happy it makes me to walk into a room that has a crib in it every single morning, because that means there's a bundle of sweet smelling baby waiting for me.
It's hard to see in this picture, but Emma and I made a string of feather lights to symbolize Lyla's nickname during my pregnancy. "Feather."
Little girls are heavenly.
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