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Lamaya POV
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I take up baby danari who's clingy onto me holding my shirt. His little body snuggles deeper into my arms

(Dan-nar-y)

I hand him back to tish as he starts crying. I lift up Zaharia who's fussing

"What's wrong mama,?" I ask grabbing her chubby cheeks she whines rubbing her eyes. Bringing her out the room to her room

I placed her in the crib

It's crazy to say they both have different rooms. It was zyairie's idea and it works

Zahirie is a non sleepy who likes to make a whole lot of noise and Zaharia loves to sleep and hates noise

So the two couldn't be in the same room

He's already pulling her hair and making her little infant life miserable

Big brother tings

Zahirie was born two minutes before his sister who arrived after

Tomorrow they'll officially be 5 months

They're getting so big and it's killing me slightly the newborn smell and all that is just leaving

It's hard to accept change and growth

Even the scrunch they don't really do it anymore

Putting aria to sleep I went to get zah but he was sitting watching tv I went to the kitchen to make him a bottle

I hand it to him and he takes it drinking it on his own

Den watch mi big man

I take a picture sending it to zyairie

Him gwaan like him more independent dan nobody essie

It's like 4 something over there I doubt zyairie is sleeping

Deciding to test the theory I posted on my status blocking everybody but him