But when Eddie did stop crying, he became a sweet, smiling baby, who crawled around the apartment after his brother. He snuggled more than Jordan had. Jane’s depression was broken for good when she woke up laughing one morning because her baby was on top of her, dive-bombing her cheek with openmouthed infant kisses. Mwah, mwah, mwah.
This happened to me in real life. My second son, when he was maybe five months old, woke me up one morning by dive-bombing my cheek with kisses. If you've ever been kissed by a baby, you know how wet and ridiculous their kisses are. I think it's the only time in my life that I woke up laughing, and I love that I could put that memory into the novel. My baby boy is now eleven, but I was able to capture that moment in time, forever.
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