CyraMy favorite time of the evening is when Yorick, Cyrus, and I are in our room, and I get to nurse him while rocking in the rocking chair. He makes the sweetest sounds as he nurses, a cross between sucking and swallowing, and little moans as if nothing feels better than filling his stomach.As I rock, Yorick prepares to take our son, like he always does, to burp him and change him before putting him to bed. He’s a perfect father, taking on as much of the duties of our young son as he can.He turns, leaning over to kiss me. “You’re a perfect mother too,” he purrs, watching as our son nurses. “He is quite the glutton, isn’t he?”“He has a voracious appetite, just like his father,” I growl.It’s been a bit of a transition having a newborn pup that shares a room with us while we’re here at the Academy. It makes our time together, when we have it, more special. But it also makes it harder when we want to be together, like now, and we risk waking our son. Yorick, however, has made it a ga
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