little big brother

It’s been a week since the confinement nanny left. Crazy days since then but just wanted to put this down for the record: Dear Noah, This week, you realised what it means to be a korkor. You learnt what it feels like not to have mama available for you when you need her, and it hurts especially because when she says no to your requests to play and to be held, and to lay down together to sleep, she is holding somebody else. But this also marks the week you did these two things of your own accord: One...

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