Poor Alistair squeezed his little eyes shut when I turned up the light so I could take a couple pictures. I was quick, but he was already asleep again before I turned the light back off.
He was perfectly happy all swaddled in his blankets. He only woke up and became upset when his mommy was changing his clothes for the professional photographers to take his picture. “Leave me alone!” was very plain in cries.
I don’t know how he is now that he’s home, but in the hospital, he was a sleeper like his mommy was.
Christy is a writer, crafter, amateur photographer and enjoys sharing recipes. She also loves pushing buttons in Photoshop until her pictures magically look better.
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