A mist the late night feedings, sleeping in 2.5 hour increments, being confined to a room with a person you can't have a real conversation with for 3 weeks, feeling like you're doing this alone and starting to get antsy... I was pleasantly encouraged by my husband, James.
He had fallen asleep with Titus in his arms. He nudged my awake and asked me to put him down in his "crib". He passed out on the bed with no pillow or blanket. Later when I tried to place a pillow behind his head, the movement stirred him and he quickly started patting and rocking an invisible Titus in his arms. I waited to place the blanket on him.. and same thing.. he started patting an invisible Titus.
he's really a dad. haha.
we're really parents!
how cute
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