The wheelchair mommy

My niece had her baby boy on Monday the 11th. It was actually her due date, which isn’t all that common.

His name is:

John Whitney III, aka Tre.

6 pounds, 11oz and 19″

I’ll have to get permission to post pictures but he is adorable and has a full head of hair and William wanted to take him in the van and run away — LOL

When I was leaving last week I started crying and he started crying and hugging me….and saying “mommy, no cay. Mommy be better” … Which of course made me laugh and able to stop crying and he was so glad mommy was all better

Will stayed with Grandma for a week so I finally stopped nursing Will when we had to go to N. Dakota for Charlie’s Grandmother’s Funeral.

Before I left I told him that Ninnie would probably be gone when Mommy got back and that he should say bye. So he said “Bye-bye Ninnie”

When we got back we told him that Ninnie was gone.

Well…today when I was asking him what he wanted to drink and he said he wanted gone.

I asked him what”gone” was and he said Ninnie.

He’s asked for it several times and it BREAKS MY HEART to tell him no!

I am relieved and sad all the same time to be finished. There wasn’t much preperation for stopping and we didnt get any recent/last photos either.