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Tuesday, July 27, 2010
The Baby Haze
The hours and days just disappear.
We watch facial expressions change, watch eyelids twitch during sleep, listen to the changing sounds of his breathing.
For hours and days at a time.
A friend told us to enjoy the baby haze, and that's exactly what this is.
Real life intrudes next week as I return to work. I can hardly remember what work is like.
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