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You put a PINK bib on me? Fine. I’ll eat your princess book.<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n

Those first months continued being what I had expected it to be. My baby was delightful. A model baby. He ate well and slept when he should. He slept through most of the night by 5 weeks, and when he was 3 months old he slept through the entire night and more.<\/div>\n

I, naturally, attributed this to my excellent parenting.<\/p>\n

I bathed him and changed him to my heart’s content, put him in cloth diapers, potty trained him, wore him in a baby wrap and watched him smile his loveliest smile.<\/p>\n

His only problem was not pooping regularly…as in sometimes not for 10 days. But fine. Minor bump.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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This was awesome! So awesome, in fact, that when he was 5 months old we figured we should have us another one of those babies. And so by the time hew as 6 months there were, once more, 2 pink lines.<\/div>\n
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Around this time, Abel changed from smiling-sleeping-lying down baby into a fervent crawler. ?He had no interrest whatsoever in sitting down. He didn’t think it was any sort of good idea to sit beside me while I sewed, baked, cooked or gardened. He wanted to sew with me, rol in the mud, and sit in the cooking pots.<\/div>\n
And his opinion on a playpen was that it was something that is used to torture babies.<\/div>\n
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And also around that time, I did a remarkable discovery. I discovered that not only did I get?t<\/em>o have this baby all the time, I HAD to have this baby all the time.<\/div>\n
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It started dawning on?me that I might not be taking a trip to this place, I was here to stay!<\/div>\n

I was trapped, and for the rest of my life no less!<\/div>\n
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And I was going to have me another one of those babies!!! I wasn’t sure how I felt about it yet.<\/p>\n

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You put a PINK bib on me? Fine. I’ll eat your princess book.<\/p>\n

Those first months continued being what I had expected it to be. My baby was delightful. A model baby. He ate well and slept when he should. He slept through most of the night by 5 weeks, and when he was 3 months old he slept through the entire night and more. I, naturally, attributed this to my excellent parenting.<\/p>\n

I bathed him and changed him to my heart’s content, put him in cloth diapers, potty trained him, wore him in a baby wrap and watched him smile his loveliest smile.<\/p>\n

His only problem was not pooping regularly…as in sometimes not for 10 days. But fine. Minor bump.<\/p>\n

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