First thing I remember was some big hands pulling me. They cleaned me and a big man, who I now know was Daddy, cut my cord. Then I was put on my mummy. I remember being very upset at being removed from my nice warm home, I think I deafened everyone lol.
Well that was a long time ago and I'm a big boy now. I've mastered the bottle and the dummy, only suck on that when I'm really angry though lol. I'm eight weeks old now and can hold my head up, well, for a while:)
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