I’ve been exposing Bear to all kinds of music. He seems to love Vivaldi and Mozart, Allan Sherman, and my own compilation of pop. He’s quite happily listening to Dido now, cooing. His father is convinced he’ll grow up to be a musical genius. 
Last night I was thoroughly exhausted with 2-3 hour feeds. My arms have started to ache terribly and if not for koyok I don’t think I could have carried him anymore. At the 7am feed, he giggled and laughed when I stroked his forehead. Every ounce of exhaustion I felt then was worth it.
Finally, I put him between his Dad’s and my pillow. He kept looking at his sleeping father with great affection, and then dozed off. His Dad got up for work not long after, kissed us bye and said, “I love you Supermom.” That just made my morning and we slept till almost 11.
Mephala is a strange and rather interesting 
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