After six weeks in the hospital, my wife came home today.
In a real smack-in-the-forehead moment for me, one of the first things she did was feed C by plopping her down on the nursing cushion, handing her a bottle, and walking away to take care of something else.
Why didn't I think of that? I've been holding my daughter in my arms to feed her every time for the past six weeks. It never occurred to me I could do that.
*sigh* Welcome home, honey.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
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