Thursday, August 26, 2004

I woke up Zoe at 1am to feed her, because feedings have to be regular for little newborns. So I fed her, all the time worrying about her spitting up, because she's already spat up three times today, a couple of them pretty major ones. I held her for a while, changed her weird yellow diaper, and held her some more, waiting for her to doze off. She was looking around the room, then she looked at me. I smiled at her and said something to her, and for a quick second, she smiled at me and made me fall in love with her.

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