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Sleeping baby, in all of his poses.
(This is about all of the words I can manage to string together these days. Newborn days are magical, but man, I’m tired. Actually, it’s not even the tiredness, it’s more just the whole braindead-ness, partially caused by lack of good sleep, partially caused by all of my life-force being sucked out through my nipples, drop by tiny drop.)