For two days in a row, I have been awake to witness the sunrise in the wee hours of the morning. Beside me in the bed, our newest bundle of joy is making all of those adorable noises that newborns make while the dawn creeps quietly over the foggy lawn.
Since the birth of Logan, a mere three and a half days ago, I've been plagued with incessant insomnia. It makes for difficult days, even when there's nothing more pressing on the agenda than nursing and cuddling with the wee one. But I can't deny - this quiet time, just me and my very youngest, is so precious.
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