I have a problem.
A big one.
And it all started with the snugliness of one very tiny human (who's currently staring at her pacifier with such intensity that I believe she's trying to move it from her belly--where it's currently resting--to her mouth, through osmosis).
See, my problem (that started with said snugliness) first began a few weeks ago, after Baby Girl and I were finally on our own in the house with no witnesses. (Er...I mean, company.) That's when I started to notice that she napped most soundly after her 2 p.m. feeding. And if I just so happened to hold her in the nursery rocker during said nap, she slept really, really soundly. And, if I read a book whilst holding her in the nursery rocker whilst she napped...well, you get the idea.
It really is fun for everyone--I swear!
Until Baby Girl comes to expect said holding during her 2 p.m. nap, and then I'm royally screwed.
How long do you think I can indulge in this glorious tradition without it backfiring?
Long enough to get just a few more "awwwww"-inducing pics?
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