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Life is fun with the kittens right now.  Gone are the nights where I drag myself out of bed at 2 am to feed babies, gone is the endless laundry, gone is the making of formula again and again and again, gone is getting myself out of my warm bed after watching t.v. so I can give my babies their last bottle feed.  Now I get to watch my babies play and play.  Now I get many purrs and a lap full of kittens when I manage to sit down for a few minutes.  Now my heart swells with pride when I look at Brynn, Baxter, Biscuit and Berkley who have grown from 6 days old to wonderful big kittens exploring their world.  I am proud of the 11 babies I had when I put up my real Christmas tree and not one single baby touched the tree (by the way the score is Donna has broken 2 ornaments, babies have broken zero). I watch the babies run through the house and smile and tell myself that we have arrived at  a good place.  Berkley is leaving for his forever home tomorrow.  Happy sad yet again.  Six days old to being big enough to leave.  I lost Penton a week after I lost Maggie and Peaches.  I was not ready for another blow so soon.  I had him at the vet on Wed which seemed to be upper respiratory.  He declined on Thursday and when I got up during the night I saw he was in serious trouble.  I walked the floor with him and at 4:26 am he died in my arms.
     I have 10 babies left--Pax, Pepsi, Persia, Pia, Chiclet (leaving for her forever home on Dec 23), Brynn, Baxter, Biscuit, Berkley and Daffodil.  Pia and Persia make me smile as they know their names and come running for their bottle as they know I call them when it is bottle time.  It has been 2 days with no bottle and things are going well so now my last two bottle babies are no longer needing bottles.  Pax and Pepsi have been off the bottle for quite a while now.  I had to take Pia quickly to the vet on Saturday as she had a sore leg.  Turned out to be an abscess so she is on antibiotics for 10 days.  She was walking with a bit of weight on her toes so she is getting better.
     It will be very hard to say goodbye to my B babies as it has been a long time that we have loved each other.  What an accomplishment for them to have survived and are now all grown up. One day at a time and look where we have ended up.  Brynn will always be special in my heart as she survived being so cold and lifeless when she arrived and became a fluffy charming little girl.  We did it together Brynn, thanks for doing your part.
     Chiclet thanked my for all I have done for her on the day I lost my Maggie and Peaches.  She was very attached to me and when I started sobbing she would come and be with me and sometimes licked the tears off my face.  What a gift she gave me.  Cavana has gone to Leslie's to be fostered there and to keep Mavoureen company.
     Yes, life is quieter even though I still have 10 babies.  It is not frantic and mornings are relaxing and wonderful.  I allow 20 minutes to love the babies in my bed before we all get up for the day. what a perfect way to start the day--with kittens purring and snuggling and playing with my toes.  Pax now comes with the bigger kittens and is proud of himself.  He is the most pushy one and always needs to push his way under the covers for a snuggle. I enjoy the mornings and don't have to hit the ground running as soon as my eyes are open.