I don't think I like you very much. You aren't my friend... okay?
Don't get me wrong, I still appreciate, even after eight and a half months, how beautiful and relaxed-floppy Anna looks after eating at night. And who couldn't love the full body stretch she does when I lay her on her changing table to change her night diaper.
But if you don't mind going away, without me having to FORCE you to go away, I'd really really appreciate it.
I promise to dream about you...
while I'm sleeping...