Last week also provided for some pure comedy for mom. I am a runner, regardless of how I might huff and puff. I am a morning running no matter how I might look like a coal miner with my head light on my head. One morning running down the sidewalk, I don't have my headlight on my head, it's still dark out, I do the embarrassing deed of the day. FALL, TRIP, EAT ASPHALT, all those good words which describe my landing on my knee and hand. Not to be worried about, I quickly get up and keep running. OF COURSE I am fine. If you call my bleeding knee cap and scraped hand fine, I was not going to admit I was hurt, why, my PRIDE. So I just kept running and yes everything was fine.
I told you she would be just fine sleepin on her belly!! Most babies sleep so much better like this, but I do understand your worry. I was the same with Pax.
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