I have to say, I feel a little like Indiana Jones right now, having just successfully transitioned my 11 week old from the rocking chair to the bed. Every time I do this I can’t help but think of Dr. Jones stealthfully switching the sandbag for the priceless artifact. Every move is carefully measured and the slightest misjudgment could spring the need-booby trap. And I hate it when Mom has to come in and save the day!
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