Late at night when the whole house was quite, you and I would be down stairs together at feeding times. First I’d feed you a bottle (you were struggling to gain weight so we were pumping and bottle feeding at the time) then I’d lay you back down in the swing and pump another bottle for the next feeding. I’d sometimes watch Leave it to Beaver or read a book on my iPod, but mostly I just stared into you tiny face, completely smitten by you. I don’t miss the sleep deprivation, but I do miss cuddling and holding you in the stillness of the night. Those quite hours where I didn’t have to juggle the demands of an entire household and could devote a few moments to just enjoy you were bliss. July, August, and September 2012
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