that every time Liam does something to frustrate or annoy me, say like refusing to unclench his fist to get his hand through his shirt's opening, I call him Layla in my mind?
It's bizarre. It's not like the baby frustrates me more than her twin and her brother. They all annoy and frustrate me equally. Maybe it's because she was the youngest in the family for so long. Things that make you go hmmm...I wonder if it will stay like this always, or just until he starts talking. But for now next time, I want to change his diaper and he wants to roll over and scoot away, I'm sure in my mind I'll say, "Layla, can you please lay down and let me change your diaper."
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