Key Points
When I gave birth to my daughter, I wanted her to sleep in my room at the hospital.But my birth plan went awry, and she ended up staying in the nursery.When.
I picked her up, I accidentally took the wrong baby to my room..
I was told they were waiting for a room to be available.. irst couple of days after her birth were spent in the hospital, and it was a blur a sleep-deprived, exhilarating mess..
Back in our room, when I picked up my daughter to nurse, I marveled over how much she had changed in the few days since birth..
In the clear box, swaddled tightly like a mini mummy, another baby with familiar plump cheeks, wispy hair, and dark eyes found mine.. "Where did you get that baby?" the nurse asked, waving toward the fully dressed and squirming infant on the bed...
