She’s suppressed it for my sake, but yesterday, she just had to get some nesting done for our new Aanestad chick.
I love that Whit’s not just a ball of raw maternal instinct. She’s careful and thoughtful and wants to provide the best life possible for her papoose(s). And she does a dang-freaking-darned-good job of it. Any child who has Whitney for a mom is richly blessed.
And I love her for that.
So, our poor child looks like dad (though, I see more and more mom — thank, Jesus — coming through).
But she is her mama’s daughter! Which is wonderful, because the world needs more people like Whit.
I’m struck by just how much Whit loves our babies. She is endlessly selfless with Kjirie. It’s really incredible. No matter how tired or sick or out-of-patience she is, she always puts her girl first.
And with Libby, our fur baby, too. Whit’s big baby-loving heart dotes on that dog. If it were up to me, she’d just live outside, but Whit sees her as a part of the family. She buys her treats at the store. She lets her inside when I’d just as soon leave her out. She plays and snuggles with her…gives her a mother’s attention.
And with the new Aanestad baby. Whitney is experiencing constant, unbearable heartburn. But she limits her antacid intake so as not to harm the baby (who, by the way, is causing the heartburn).
When it comes to her babies, Whitney is absolutely self-sacrificing. I’m proud of her and I love her (.com).