Feed a Cold

One year later...

Victoria Morgan whines and twirls on her bed as the crying of a baby disturbed her siesta. Where on earth was the mother of this crying baby? She thought subconsciously. She tries to sleep again, but the crying of the baby gets louder and incessant. Victoria groaned, she was completely exhausted and needed this sleep so much.

She forced her eyes open with every bit of strength she could muster, and in a quick flash of revelation she jumps up and runs towards her baby's cradle. It has been her baby crying all along. She had laid her baby to sleep and decided to take a quick nap herself, which had turn into a deep sleep. Being a mother wasn't an easy job at all. She had to quit her job search and become a full-time house wife. Victoria thought, and sighs as she lifts the baby into her arms, and rocks her.

“Sorry Cherish, mommy took a short nap". She whispers to her daughter of six months.

With late nights, regular diaper change, breastfeeding, washing, bathing and ster