One Nation, Under God
PJ has never been a cuddler. Maybe I had been holding him wrong.
When you think of a baby, you think of a small human that wants to be held every day. Or at least that has been my interpretation.
That was until my wife Susan and I had PJ.
I remember trying to hold my newly born son a few years ago and it always seemed like he liked his crib or his blanket more than he liked snuggling with his father.
I remember I used to say, “aw, isn’t that nice?,” thinking that I had him in a comfortable spot. And automatically he would squirm to get out of my grasp.
He enjoyed being swaddled for a...
Reader Comments(0)