Do you know how I ended up feeding my baby? I nestled him against my body and ran my finger over his eyelashes. I studied the movement of his squishy cheeks and wrinkled nose. I took mental snapshots of his fingers and toes, knowing they would be bigger than mine in no time at all. I caressed the top of his head with my hand. I watched as he closed his eyes in peace when I gave him a bottle.
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