Sophie and Christy are both asleep. I separate one from the other, and return the smaller one to her bassinet. She’s very anxious there; she clearly likes being held, and I feel horribly guilty already, listening to her fuss and half-cry. She thrashes a lot, and is very strong; she can rip out of loose […]
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This baby is now on lockdown.
I just spent the last half hour walking the halls of the hospital and whispering under my breath in the general direction of my armpit. Had I not been holding a baby, I’d likely have looked like an escaped mental patient; of course, given the number of odd looks I received from the nurses, and […]