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... ife is the absolute worst. Holding my baby boy in my arms, cooing at him, wondering where she vanished to — Laura, probably. Let her get a break from my "nagging."
I’m not nagging. I’m caring. I sighed and shook my head.
"You did this," I told the baby. "You stole all your mama’s milk and energy. She needs a break, alright? You’re already heavy."
He cooed back, as if agreeing with his tiny tyrant of a father.
"Yeah, you should cry less, okay?"
"Damon!" Mot ...
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