(THIS ARTICLE IS ONLY MACHINE TRANSLATED by Google from Norwegian)
It's still night. Baby is lying against my skin. Skin to skin, her body in a sling. Bring against bring, we move in teams through the house. Baby is with me when I put on socks, wash my hands, go to the bathroom, make coffee, make a breast pump, drink coffee and a black chocolate. I feel a bluff. . .
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