Opal at about 2 weeks was fretful in the evenings; Paul met several people while out walking with the baby.  She got mastitis, but was very good about taking the icky pink antibiotic, and it never bothered her much. Her big new skill was focussing her eyes on her mobile. I still called her "Li'l Bit", but dropped "Piglet" (she was whooping instead of grunting, and "cranelet" just isn't the same). Instead, I started calling her "Moppet", for unknown reasons.

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They say to sleep when the baby sleeps
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Calm baby
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Jaw exercises
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And another thing...
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Down with tyrants!
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Hiding from the light
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Pretending to crawl
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Fetal position
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Watch out, I'm armed with a baby
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Life is so confusing I'm pulling my hair out
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The starlet pose
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Overcome by the urge to sleep
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Opal is disrespectful to her grandfather
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Ned is dubious about the whole baby concept