Call me paranoid or call me a stalker. Whatever I am, I have a problem.
I stare at my baby while he sleeps.
I don’t know if it’s some underlying fear that he’s not breathing or if it’s just my love for the sweetness of a calm sleeping child. It’s weird. It’s compulsive. I can’t help it!
It’s what I’m Babbling -> Confession, I Stalk My Baby While He Sleeps
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