That's me, pretty girl. I was still very sleepy. The nurse cleaned my body, wrapped me up and pushed me to my mama.

I was still sleeping. Then I felt someone put me to something very warm and familiar to me. Oh yes, I like the smell and I think I know it from somewhere.

Oh.. that's my food! She was trying to breastfeed me.

With the help from professional nurse, I finally able to get a good hold of mama's breast. Good latch-on. I sucked for half an hour, I was able to get a few drips of thick liquid (colostrum). Hmm.. I felt contented. I went into sleep almost immediately.

Both papa and mama were happy and thought I drank for half an hour of milk...

Subsequent hour, whenever I hungry and started to cry, papa will help me to mama and latch on. I think papa did a great job in helping me to latch on to mama. And mama also unselfishly trying to breastfeed me after her operation.

While in my sleep, I felt that a lot of people were looking at me. I peeped, and continued to sleep.

At night, I was returned to sleep with other babies.