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Liked by jamorant and 719,243 others semaijahsummers my beautiful princess namiko. thank you so much for choosing me to be your mommy 💗 view all 15,790 comments jamorant My Family niyamorant Auntie baby so pretty 😍
I liked and replied to a few more comments before exiting out of Instagram and putting my phone back into the charger. I slipped out of bed, carefully sliding my feet into my cozy slides. With a yawn and a stretch, I walked to the bathroom and walked inside grabbing my toothbrush.
After I finished brushing my teeth, I rinsed my mouth thoroughly, swishing water around to ensure I removed all the toothpaste residue then grabbed my therabreath mouthwash from the counter. I poured a small amount into the cap and gargled for 30 seconds before spitting it out.
"I need my hair done." I frowned looking at my hair."Would Goddess braids look good on me?" I stood in the mirror imagining myself with goddess braids before walking out of the room grabbing my phone. I unlocked it and went to pinterest saving a picture of someone with goddess braids before going on snapchat replacing that girl's face with mine.
"Wait, I would look really good with it." I stated.
Namiko started crying and instantly my focus shifted. I walked out of the room and to Namiko's nursery. As I entered the room, I saw her lying in her crib, her cries getting louder by the second.
I leaned over the crib, peering down at Namiko with "Hi, pretty girl. Why are you crying?"
Carefully picking her up, I cradled her in my arms and began to sway gently from side to side. "It's okay, Your mommy is here." I whispered trying to calm her down.
But she still continued to cry.
I gently rocked her in my arms, "Nomi, what's wrong, my love?" I frowned, searching for any signs or clues that could explain her tears. Maybe she needed a diaper change? I checked her diaper and found that it was clean and dry. "Hmm, it's not your diaper. Maybe you're hungry." I suggested, gently stroking her back. I walked over to the nursery chair and sat down, positioning Namiko to breastfeed her. She latched onto my breast and began to nurse.
