The bad part of Jack being little is that he has a little tummy... So he has to eat every two hours... And he tends to gulp his milk so he gets lots of gas and we spend an hour or so after trying to get the gas out. But the good thing about Jack being little is that when ever I get frustrated or am going on an hour or so of sleep for the night, he snuggles up on my shoulder or gives me a little smile and the world is perfect again. He is the sweetest little man and I wouldn't trade all these sleepless nights in for anything... Well except for a twin of Jack that sleeps a bit better and can burp on command :)
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