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i've turned into a milk producing vampire.  poor squish was so thrown off schedule by all the travel (and the people!  they love to touch her!) taht we were up intermitently nursing last night from half an hour after i got into bed until it was light outside.  because i don't have a clock in my room, this is now how we measure time.

i want to bite the people who reach into her carriage without asking.

on friday night, someone we know (who thinks she's much closer with us than she actually is) was around and while i was adjusting gus' blanket, reached into the carriage and tucked the other end under her.  which would be sweet if we were friends, or relatives, or even people who have spoken more than twice by choice.  but we're not.  so it was invasive and rude and BY THE WAY my 4 day old?   not so much immune to whatever crap is on your hands, so back the fuck away, ask before touching, and WASH YOUR HANDS!!!!

and then this same girl on shabbat afternoon, while hanging out near me, overheard me asking a friend if i could bite people who touch gus without asking and she goes "oh, totally!".  consider your neck to be gaping and spurting, then.

of course, none as funny as the moron who leaned over (placing her hand on gus - why would you lean on a 5 day old?) and commented on her 'beautiful tan'.  that's jaundice.  you can get the look yourself - keep whoring yourself  out and you'll get hep B.  or you can use cheap self-tanner and achieve the same result.

so i'm with my parents and family for a little while and avraham is not here and i've cried about that a fwe times already.  i'm also tired and dehydrated, and more inclined to cry because i just gave birth.  so long as we're all aware.  it's funny - i'll start crying, but i'm still calm, and i'm apologizing "please ignore the tears, they have a mind of their own".

i walked outside 10 minutes ago and the sun hurt my eyes.  my baby is so cute, i can't really complain.