I got back from the cafeteria (salad and a chili dog; I’m clearly not taking my weight-loss regimen seriously enough) and watched the last ten minutes of that breastfeeding video with Christy. Sophie’s been sleeping like an angel for two hours, curled up in the nook of her mother’s arm, and Christy started nodding off […]
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What we have here is a failure to communicate.
It turns out that sitz(s) baths are very nice, but are not in fact the Second Coming of Fizzy Christ. Still, it helped structure our evening — which is something that I can tell is going to be an issue. Our day has already started to revolve around feedings, poopings, and the occasional hour of […]