This morning I reflected that a year ago today I was waking up in a hotel room on my wedding morning. My aunt and bridesmaid arrived early and sang a hymn with me. Then began the hustle and bustle of hair, makeup, dressing . . . . Now a year later, I woke up after a long night of probably half a dozen wakings with eight-week-old John--including his new habit of being wide awake from 2:00-3:00 a.m.--and felt that this morning was a lot more fun. One's marriage day is very special but the stress definitely dampens the fun. Chris agreed that snuggling in bed with one's newborn is a delight that is hard to beat.
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