Last night Tonton has volunteered to take care of Bobo while I take a good night rest. He did a really good job, and I was only woken at 3am for a feed.
In the morning, he has reported with pride and excitement, "Look! Bobo could lift his head inches off my chest yesterday while he was lying on top of me. And he has learnt how to kick his feet, pushing up and down too. His hands were gripping me so tightly, he's such a strong boy!"
I couldn't help smiling. Tonton's been taking care of a newborn for the third time, yet the magic hasn't faded for him. I'm happy because he is happy because baby is happy. Love multiplies.
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