Times when my baby freaks me out

- At 3am in a dark room lit only by a nightlight, when inlay him on the change table and his eyes pop open, darting about with an expression of sheer terror, as if he's looking past me at some boogie man over my shoulder.

- when fully drunk on milk, and being propped up for a burp, and his eyes roll to the back of his head as if possessed (he's falling asleep)

- RIGHT NOW, having woken up crying from a nap, but with half an hour to go until feeding, with the potential to scream and kick at me until then. That's when I plop him into a swing and avoid eye contact until he does this peaceful angel bit.