Night one.
We did it! No you did
it! He’s beautiful….. I can’t believe
he’s here…..We’re parents! Wow…he’s so
quiet. What if he’s one of those magical
babies? Is there such a thing? I think so….he’s got your nose….he’s got your eyes….he looks like you…No, he
looks like you….I love his little
sounds…me too…someone’s at the door…Yes, the room is so nice!....Oh, a sleep sofa….wow....this is like a hotel!....He sleeps so much! He’s perfect….you’re perfect….I can’t believe
we did it!
Night two.
What time is it?….What day is it?...Someone's at the door...again?.... That light is so bright…turn it off....not that one….now they’re both off…Who’s at the
door?….He pooped again…is that poop? What is that?......I thought this was a
sleep sofa? The phone is ringing…..I’m just going to close my eyes for a minute….I’m awake!....Is he
okay? This must be what GITMO feels like….Oh, I didn't say anything...the baby’s crying….I’m feeding the
baby…..Did you write it down?....Which boob?....Someone’s at the door…..the
baby’s crying……Come in....how can he cry that loud! Get the phone....He pooped again…..did you write it
down? I’m just going to close my eyes….I’m
awake!
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