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My youngest daughter came home at 6 1/2 months and I was shocked by my lack of love for her. She was cute and sweet and bonded varily quickly, but I felt like I was babysitting. She had her own personality, her own way she wanted things or liked things. I knew one day I would fall madly in love with her, but it took a while.
This whole process really drove home how much bonding goes on during those 1AM and 4AM feedings. My other kids came home at 5 days and 8 days. My foster daughter I picked up from the NICU at 6 days. Not quite sure when I fell in love with them, but I bet it was during those blurry eyed feedings.
Those are just my two cents. Best of luck!
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