Swaddled

What will we learn from this smaller world we are living in?

Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash

When my daughter Lucia was a baby she loved to be swaddled. From morning to night and all through the night she wanted to be wrapped up like a little burrito, her arms tucked into her chest and her legs folded into her belly. My mom once joked that Lucia’s muscles were going to atrophy if she didn’t spend some time out of the swaddle.

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Laura Culberg

I write about seemingly mundane experiences that are relatable because we are human. Subscribe on Substack to get my stories directly: lauramc.substack.com