Tonight, Danny is one week old. My husband insisted that I pump and get out of the house for an hour. Bless him.
I cried the entire way to my destination. Leaving while my infant son cried was the hardest thing I've done in a while. When I returned, my husband was feeding him. Jim said Danny looked at him as if to say "You can do this, too?" Yes, son, Daddy can feed you, too.
Danny is nursing very well. He's had plenty of practice in the past week. I'm beginning to feel like a big booby with a head.
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