His First Month 🐣


This last week, my little nephew turned his first month of birth. Since he came to this world, he has completely changed our lives for the good. My family, especially my mom, has spent more time with him; she has been helping my sister in her care during this challenging first month.


The time we spent with him feels healing and full of tenderness. We used to joke about which relatives seemed to be more like him. Sometimes we say he seems to be her father, but I see both parents in his face.


To see him grow will be one of the best gifts that my family will have; I was wondering if he remembered all the things that will pass around him. How many antics will you do? And laughs, we'll have to remember your childhood.


Little prince, having you has been a blessing. This first month has been incredible. 


Your uncle.


~S.

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