So, early this morning, The Wife woke up and left the bedroom for a little while, leaving me, The Boy, and The Baby cuddled in bed. The Baby woke up and sat up, looking for Mum. I decided not to open my eyes, in the hope that he would see the two of us sleeping and cuddle back.
"Mum? Mum?" he called. He then turned to The Boy and started pulling his shirt up. "Want milk?"
I grabbed him before he got a little higher and tried to nurse on his brother.
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