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Found myself in the kitchen this evening cradling Millie with one hand as she fed on my boob and stirring the pasta with my other hand while Beckett banged utensils together. Far from feeling stressed out and crappy like I normally would under those circumstances, I felt weirdly at peace and content. I'm feeling oddly domestic lately.

In other news, though, Millie severely dislikes my milk now that I'm having my period, and it appears to be giving her infant acne, poor thing. Ah, life, isn't it weird?