On 25th October, my little man was born - Michael. He is so precious. So beautiful. So mine. There is so much beauty in the bond between a mother and her newborn. In a couple of hours I had memorised every aspect of his face. I would have recognised his cry among 100 babies in a room. And he loved the sound of my voice - it soothed him - instantly. He'd been inside - listening, dreaming, memorising. And now he was here and trying so hard to focus on the face of the voice that he knew so well.
I am so proud of my little bundle.
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