After a very hard night, Emm n' Emm slept SIX hours, woke up and ate for one, then went to sleep for THREE more. I got up once during his six hours to pump in anticipation of his nightly fuss fest (and to maintain what seems to be a fragile supply), but probably slept more than I have since he was born. It was so wonderful. He was still a little too fussy to pose in his adorable outfit this morning, but here he is resting while Will preps class. We both function primarily with one hand right now.
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Beautiful, intimate pic. I remember nursing and reading one-handed . . . at 2am, 3am, whenever
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