The first 12 weeks were hard, indeed. No sleep, constant crying, a trouble to feed.
Miraculously, you started sleeping through the night.
Your mommy and daddy no longer would fight.
Lately you won't even poop on your own!
Must we q-tip you even when you are grown?
And, worst of all, is your huge appetite.
Up every 3 hours throughout the night.
Tell me, very soon, this will come to an end!
I'm tired and writing bad poetry, my friend!
(Yes, her onesie is on backwards - her father dressed her.)
(Yes, her onesie is on backwards - her father dressed her.) 
1 comment:
But she's so cute!!
And Dad doesn't seem to get the "tag in the back" thing over here, either.
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