I am hyperventilating. Last night a major decision was made that caused Serge to bolt from home to purchase a bottle of wine. For celebratory purposes, yes, but also because we are shitting our pants! More on those developments later today! For now:
I can hear the thrum of the furnace as it kicks on. Good, it’s cold tonight, I think as I reflexively reach down and clutch my son’s tiny feet in one hand. His socks have fallen off for the third or fourth time tonight. I’m glad he’s tucked in beside me so I can keep him warm.Do you co-sleep with your baby? Do you plan to? Do you even know what it is? It's what I'm babbling about today.
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