My first meal served by Daddy
Winona is learning to eat breastmilk from the bottle--giving Julie a little more freedom and Mike a little more bonding time (the latter you can see before your very eyes in the pictures, no?). This was a big day: first bottle...and first yoga class. If you ever want to be thoroughly entertained, head to the nearest Mommy and Baby yoga class. Forget all notions of yoga being a quiet, meditative exercise. It was fun, though, and we'll be back. I was grateful to do the workout and Winona entertained herself doing some stretching and lifting on her own on the blanket next to me, letting out a loud squawk every once in a while to take part in the cacophony of baby cries and squeals around us. Funny.

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  1. It's lesli from Portland.... omg she is the cutest thing ever! Girls Rule! You have so much to look forward too. Hope to get together some day.. we're so damn close. Julie did this without meds? She is my hero!