1 Month Old
It was a continuous cycle for the newborn, eat, sleep, soil himself and to be burped. Now and again he would try to open his eyes so that he could take note of his surroundings. Jun tended to his every need right away, disliking the idea of her son bawling his adorable eyes out. Placing the infant in his wooden cot that was placed beside her bed, he shifted in annoyance, as he no longer felt himself in his mother's arms. Whines filled the quiet room as Jun gently patted his back to calm him down, after a few minutes the newborn settled down once again. "Phew Jinny, I have the feeling you're going to be a mommy's boy and that's perfectly fine." The young mother said to herself as she could now tend to her chores.