I don't really know how committed I am to the process, especially when I know «failure»
means baby snuggles.
Not exact matches
Soaking up
baby giggles and
snuggles means that my time in the kitchen is almost non-existent right now.
I
mean, I think I'd much prefer
snuggling up with a
baby, breathing in that sweet smell, listening to those coos, an seeing those super adorable faces than doing what I do for a living.
I
mean, the wrap was longer than my body yet I somehow had to get it small enough to safely
snuggle my
baby.
It can be hard to say no when well -
meaning friends and family members simply want to drop in, hand the new mom a frozen lasagna and give
baby a
snuggle.
But that is okay, I
mean you really got to rest when
baby rest and then
snuggle up and learn how to breastfeed lying down because that is an amazing position that will free your mind like to relax and to breast and try not to be as rigid because
baby don't come with an instruction manual unfortunately and they would constantly be changing everything.
I
mean let's face it you've lost your partner in crime, your cherished companion, your
snuggle bunny, knight in shining armour, or
baby.