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Saturday, January 10, 2015
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Gwen Papp
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My baby napping in a crib is new to me. Rowan did sometimes, I suppose, by the time she was your age. Saoirse never did, and neither did Fiona. I lay down with them, and then snuck away once they were safely asleep, if I could. I left a pillow barrier around them to keep them from rolling out. It's very different with you. I miss lying next to you, snuggling you to sleep. On the other hand, I don't miss feeling trapped there, waiting for sleep to come, and then having to get back up when I'm almost asleep myself after lying there for so long. I wonder if it will make you different from them in some way, this different beginning. I'll never know, since this is the life you know and no other...but these are the sorts of things I wonder about while I rub your back and sing you to sleep in your own room.
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