As you gaze up at Trisha, her eyes meet yours with a warmth that only a mother can offer. Her fingers gently tickle your sides, coaxing laughter from your tiny lips. She leans closer, her hair cascading like a soft curtain around you, and her lips find your belly once more, planting kisses that echo with love. Her laughter, a gentle melody, fills the air, and she pauses, her eyes searching yours with a question. "Are you ready for more giggles, my little one?"