Monday, January 19, 2004       ( 7:33 AM ) Lostcheerio   I think I have the wrong baby. This one is way too beautiful to be mine, and she sleeps. Example. First night home, she went to sleep at 12, woke up at 3 to nurse, went back to sleep until six. SHE DID THE SAME THING LAST NIGHT. The nights in between she's nursed a little more, but she always goes back to sleep. I'm not accustomed to this kind of luxury in a baby. She's just this little warm bundle in the bed with a fuzzy head sticking out the top, and periodically she pushes her nose around in my armpit, and I nurse her, and she trumpets out a burp and a poop, and I change her, and nurse her again, and we both fall asleep. AND THEN SHE IS A LITTLE WARM BUNDLE IN THE BED AGAIN. It's the most charming arrangement. Add in the little quiet soft sleepy mammal noises she makes, and you have a situation where I'm already trembling with fear that she'll change one tiny bit. EVER. She must stay exactly like this forever. #

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