The first week at home passed in a blur.Day and night no longer seemed to exist.Everything revolved around Ethan.He woke every few hours, demanding to be fed, changed, or simply held.Evelyn had quickly learned that babies had their own schedules, and they certainly didn't care about clocks.It was nearly two in the morning when Ethan's tiny cry filled the apartment.Evelyn opened her eyes almost instantly."I'm coming, sweetheart."She carefully lifted him from the crib and cradled him against her chest."It's alright.""Mummy's here."His cries gradually softened until they became quiet little hiccups.She smiled."You just wanted someone to cuddle you, didn't you?"As if agreeing, Ethan nestled closer against her.The following morning, there was a knock at the door.Still wearing her dressing gown, Evelyn opened it to find Amelia standing there with two large shopping bags."You look exhausted," Amelia said, stepping inside."I feel exhausted."Amelia laughed."Welcome to mothe
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