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She's been following me around the house for a week now. She sleeps on my side of the bed. She rests her head on my belly when I sit down. And every time I open the nursery door, she walks in first and just… stands there. I'm 34 weeks. And I keep crying at things I never used to cry at. I thought it would be the hospital bag, or the labor playlist, or the car seat I still haven't installed. It's not. It's her. It's the way she's been watching me pack tiny socks. The way she sniffs the muslin blankets like she's memorizing them. The way she lay on the nursery rug for three hours yesterday and wouldn't move. She knows. Dogs know. And somewhere in the back of my mind I keep thinking — what if she feels replaced? What if the day we bring him home is the day she realizes she's not the baby anymore? She was the first one to fall asleep on my chest. The first one I sang to. The first one who made me feel like a mom. I couldn't shake it. So I started looking for something — anything — that would let her stay in the room with him. Not a photo on a shelf. Something that says: you're still part of this. I found a tiny crochet of her. Hand-stitched. Same ear that flops the wrong way. Same little white patch on the chest. Hanging from a baby mobile above the crib where he'll sleep. Now when she walks into the nursery, she looks up. And I swear she knows it's her. The artisan takes about 3 weeks to make one — sent us a photo of the pet first to match every detail. There's a 10% off code today only If your fur-baby has been quieter this trimester… maybe she's not being clingy. Maybe she's just trying to figure out where she fits. Let her stay in the room. → https://mydollfy.com/collections/baby-product