Finally! After carrying this little guy for 10 months (yes, it's really 10, not 9), pushing him out a very small cavity, nursing and tending to him day and night for over a year, he has finally learned my "name"!
Sort of.
For the last 3 weeks or so, he's began to call me "mum, mum, mum" or "mem, mem!"
And always with his arms outstretched, clinging on for dear life, because he's going through a new strong phase of separation anxiety.
Leaving for work in the morning never gets any easier, only harder!
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