Chapter 572: Once you have a child, your friends’ priority is shifted
On the fifth of the third month, a human storm blasted into the nursery.
"My nephew!"
Zarfa, bringing even more gifts than before, burst into the nursery like Jade, even though she was twenty years older than my two-year-old bird. Son. She didn’t care, throwing her arms in the air, running in with sparkling eyes and cheeks flushed from both cold and excitement.
Haa...how could I scold her if she looked that happy about my child?
Thankfully, Shwa was a calm and gentle boy; he didn’t cry from loud noises, although he would throw a tantrum if we didn’t feed him on time. This greedy little boy.
Or perhaps he realized that his blanket, the neatly arranged toys, the clothes he wore, and the storybooks lining up on the shelf were from this one sugar aunty.
"I was right! It’s a boy!" Zarfa slid onto the floor, clasping her cheeks as she stared at the baby in my arms.
She came right when I was visiting Shwa for my daily dose of personal bonding. While we had a whole troop of nannies and guards tending to his needs, I didn’t want him to get attached to them instead of me Natha, so I always made sure to hold him several times throughout the day; letting him hear my heartbeat and feel my temperature.
Natha usually came in the morning before he went to his office, and the evening before dinner. It was cute seeing the tall, imposing demon holding a baby that was shorter than his forearm, and I made sure to snap a few pictures for my...ahem, collections.
The nannies said I didn’t need to worry about not connecting though; they said Shwa always responded the moment I entered the room. He would stir even when he was asleep, and he would shift his head in my direction.
It was probably their attempt to console me, but it was okay--I was happy to hear it even if it was a lie.