You really can’t tell what the future holds.

She’s a near-infant, and I’m trying to grasp her needs. I suspect she’s 4 weeks old, so I’m trying to tailor her diet too. She cried all night because of the cold temperature, so my dad fashioned a baby crate which I padded with Boyfiee’s fleece sweater gift. It’s fleece and super warm. She’s currently resting in my room.

Hopefully she sleeps through the night because my room is the warmest in the house. Marcy (my older baby) has thankfully gotten relatively accustomed to Diana. Baby girl bites! She chews/teeth’s on everything. And she’s a little alpha with my poor older beta dog. We’ll have to do something to fix that.

I haven’t figured out an intake/output schedule for her (which is hard because I’m gone nearly three times a week) and she needs habit. She needs to drink water, milk/gruel, and eliminate. I’ve read dogs do so 5-6x day. This one popped once, and hasn’t peed according to my laissez faire dad. I have to do better!

I want Diana to grow into a healthy and good dog. I want both of my dogs to be healthy and happy.

That includes changing myself. As much as I’d like to not work, I have to think of future expenses. I have to wake up early to warm her bottle, feed her, makes sure she pees, and get myself ready for work as she is placed in her crate.

I plan to awaken at 8, Omg.

Who knew that this year I would have a baby blessing? Divine Diana. It’s stressful but I want to be a good mom-human.

I also want to take care of myself. Love is stress, that’s why I learned today.

Good night baby