If I were the regimented mother I set out to be ("I will not sleep with my child-ever!"), I would have missed the reassuring pats with chubby little hands on my face and neck, the thick dark lashes parting to reveal an ocean-blue peek for confirmation of mama's presence, sweet warm sighs in my face, and a completely undeniable feeling of being loved...no strings attached...except for maybe from my apron.
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Yep, moderation in all things is generally a good way to go. I'm glad you have found some quiet joy in relaxing your regimen a bit--and I'll tuck away your testimonial for when my own day of dilemma comes around.
yep, conquered you are. CJ still sleeps in the bed with us more often than not. don't know how we're going to fit everyone after little miss Rylee arrives!
Awwwww, I love sleeping with my babies. It's one of my favourite things about life.
That is one gorgeous little baby, Shawn.
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