I don’t mind 2:00 a.m. feedings.

It’s my only time where it is just me and The Baby.  We rock in the glider, he drinks his bottle, we change his diaper, we rock some more.  He wraps his little fingers around my thumb and I talk to him.  I smell his perfect “baby smell.”  He grunts and sighs and sometimes is awake for a little while before he falls back to sleep.  I don’t mind 2:00 a.m. feedings.  It’s my only time with just me and The Baby. 

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