"Kimmy, this is your nursery, sweetie." your mom says. You look around, shocked. You try to talk to your mom, but all that comes out is babbling. You start to cry, and your mom perceives this as exhaustion. You are carried to a changing table, and changed into a fluffy pair of footie pajamas. You yawn, feeling tired after all. "Mommy loves you, sweetheart." your mom whispers, kissing you on the forehead. She pops a pacifier in your mouth, and puts you in your crib. She covers you with a baby blanket, and turns on the baby monitor. "Have a nice nap, sweetie pie." is the last thing you hear before you fall into a deep sleep.
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