Holding Infants, Raising People
Our first apartment was in Fargo, North Dakota; in the square mile south of Main Avenue and between I-29 and 25th Street South.
I don't know how Fargo zoned that land. From what was there, my guess is that the designation would translate into 'meh, whatever'.
Our apartment was on the top floor, and had a nice floor plan. Bedrooms were on either side of a living area. A kitchen and bath shared a wall with that floor's corridor.
That's the good news.
Something was wrong with the place....
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(Learning an important part of holding a baby that is not in in parenting guides. Recognizing and accepting the vocation my oldest child chose.)

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