Monica Bielanko
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In Which I Dip My Toe In The Murky Co-Sleeping Waters

I miss you guys. I'll be back next week. In the meantime, I'm wondering what y'all think about co-sleeping with your newborns. Did I just lose my last male reader? Do I even have any male readers?
" know that feeling? When you’re so tired it actually hurts? When you’re so tired and the babe - God bless him - gets to snuffling and snorting for the billionth time and sitting up to check on him and readjust his damned pacifier seems like the hardest thing in the world? It’s that feeling that caused me to pull him up onto bed with me where he sticks his little face right into mine and is the only human in the history of the universe who actually seems to enjoy my morning breath! He loves it. Turns his sweet face right into mine and inhales like he’s in a perfume factor, sighs contentedly and then BAM. He’s asleep.
It's what I'm babbling about today.