All of the family members woke up late, including both my children. I knew hubby was awake for the football matches while me, will automatically waking up at 2 for milk pumping (have to: or if not, there’ll be like a big hard stone in the b00bs).
These are what we did -
Not so early in the morning, prepared to bath Hamza:
Hubby buried his placenta in our backyard:
Camwhore (before the BIG event):
BIG event (shaving his thick hair):
How am I gonna miss that handsome boy’s hair. Promise me you’ll grow back, ok..
Oh, later that night, his hanging umbilical cord dropped. Yeay, easy for me to bath him later.