5 years later
I quickly rushed to Griffin's room as I heard him crying. I carefully picked him and cradled him in my arms. I was always scared that I would crush him. His body was so small and tiny. His cries slowed down and he slowly yawned and opened his eyes. When he saw me he started giggling. He was two months old . When I started feeding him , he kept looking at me. I am the most happiest person right now.
His eyelids shut close but he kept nibbling on the tip , milk spilled on to his lips and dribbled down his chin. I removed the bottle from his mouth and cradled him in my arms for a while. I couldn't help but always keep him closer to me. I would stare at him for hours and always keep him in my sight.
Even a small sigh from him would make me rush to him. There was nothing I lo
