Friday, January 02, 2004
and then he suddenly takes a new interest in his mobile; smiling and half-cooing at the sheep, pig, duck and cow as they turn around to a bastardised version of a Brahms lullaby, and I nearly cry from happiness at the delighted look on his little face.
(but he still won't feed properly; the other girls on my bulletin board say it's either wind, or reflux (my suspicions), or fast letdown (maybe), or "a stage". aren't they all?)
(but he still won't feed properly; the other girls on my bulletin board say it's either wind, or reflux (my suspicions), or fast letdown (maybe), or "a stage". aren't they all?)
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