With proficiency, I:
– prepare the milk, bottle feed my darling, wash the bottle
– clean my girl’s ass
– set my girl at ease when she’s crying by cradling her
However, when I look at my mum and mum-in-law play with her, there is a certain kind love and emotional bonding that I cannot explain, much less emulate.
Despite the interactions with my girl, I am really clueless as to whether I am loving her correctly.
