Last night, Ada awoke from a fairly sound sleep emitting a heartbreaking cry that can only mean she's in pain. I scooped her up from the bassinet and cuddled her while Melbourne prepared the gas drops for dosing. She slurped them down, took her pacifier and started to calm down as I rocked and shushed. Just as she was drifting back to sleep I saw a smile spreading behind her pacifier. And then she laughed.
My heart melted.
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