So, I wouldn't recommend going with your ten-day-old baby to a two-day wedding event. Mini-Me was a champ in the car all day Friday, and slept straight through the rehearsal dinner, but was awake all night, leaving Mama exhausted while Papa was out drinking with all his high school buddies. Saturday Mama voted for returning home with Mini-Me so Papa could enjoy himself at the wedding, but Papa wouldn't allow it so Mama and Mini-Me dragged their way through the day until Mama snapped at the end of the evening and threatened to make Papa walk home.
It is awfully gratifying to have so many people coo over your baby and talk about how cute or how beautiful she is. It is difficult to have to disappear from the party all day to breast-feed, only to hand the baby off to Papa while she is being cute and mellow. The baby is a great accessory, but when Papa has her, people seem to notice Mama's sunken eyes and not her hot leather boots.
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