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Paisley has figured out that she LOVES daddy's stethoscope.  She thinks it accessorizes her outfit well!  The little toot decided that LOUD thunder and torrential rains were the key to a great night's sleep last night.  She's still asleep 10 hours later.  NO waking up.  In her own crib.  Who would have thought?  I woke up many times due to the storm, but she's sleeping like a rock.  And I can count on one hand (even if I amputated a couple of fingers) the number of times she's slept 10 hours straight.  So, yay!!!

My job is going well at the pain management clinic.  I really like my new doc I work for and it's great working with a classmate.  She's been training me this week and it feels good to be around patients again, and regain that part of my life.  I'm actually enjoying my time there and Paisley has done great with everyone at the clinic while I'm gone.  So, I think I made the right decision!  :)

Nursing is still occurring around here. My milk likes to continue to come in massively even if I don't feed very often or very long.  So, my willpower is pretty much non-existent when she decides she's hungry.  I could make her a meal, but it feels a lot better to nurse her...  Yesterday she was kinda cranky all day, so she wanted to nurse more.  But we'll get back on track when she's ready.  I'm gonna miss the big boobs anyways.  Kinda dreading what will be left behind when this is all done!

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