As I lay him down to sleep, I notice he's kicking and furrowing the brow a little bit more than usual.
In less than a week, he was ejected from a womb, circumcised, got two shots, and thrown naked on a scale. Today, we visited the pediatrician, who pricked his foot and squeezed out a vial of baby blood for testing. I've never seen him cry harder than today. (Although I imagine he cried pretty hard during the circumcision.) As I'm typing this out, I'm hearing nervous little peeps coming from the crib. This kid has gone through some rough times at five days old. I felt bad for pregnant women before, but I feel nearly as bad for newborn babies now.
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