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He is getting so good at "tummy time"!!
The trees outside his bedroom window are being cut to the nubs. It started today. It feels like a metaphor (I think I mean simile) for me having to go back to school. The trees are being stripped of their leaves and branches just as I am being stripped away from our little family. I'm very sad.
He slept on my chest and his ear left an impression on my skin. Just like months ago when he slept on my chest and his foot left an impression on my tummy.
I can see tiny white hairs on his knuckles. I never noticed that before.