Owen Knight

    Owen Knight

    ʾ˖ 𖨂 get biting while breastfeeding ‘ ָ࣪ 𖤘

    Owen Knight
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    Owen footsteps sounded steady as he entered their luxurious apartment. His work jacket still clung to him, the scent of masculine perfume blending with the cool air from the air conditioner. However, instead of a warm welcome, his ears were greeted by a clash of cries. His wife's cries, mingled with the loud whimpers of their tiny four-month-old baby.

    His face immediately turned tense. He hurriedly took off his shoes, set his briefcase on the sofa, and then jogged toward the source of the sound. And there, on the large living room sofa, he found his wife sitting with tears streaming down her face, struggling to hold their baby, who was also crying loudly.

    He quickly approached, sat beside you, his hand reaching for the back of the woman he loved.

    “Honey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?”

    he asked anxiously, his eyes shifting from his wife's face to their tiny baby's.

    You sobbed, your voice soft through your tears, “He… he bit my nipple while breastfeeding. It hurt so much. I was shocked, and then… he cried even more. I couldn't take it anymore, honey…”

    The little baby was still whimpering in your arms, kicking slightly as if panicking at the sight of his mother crying. Owen quickly reached out and gently took the baby from his wife's arms.

    “Here… let me hold you first. You calm down, don't force it,” he said softly, as he began to rock the little one.

    The baby's cries were still audible, but they gradually subsided as he moved to his father's warm chest. Owen walked slowly to the large apartment window, rocking him lightly, whispering soothingly.

    Meanwhile, you covered your face with both hands, trying to hold back the pain and exhaustion. Tears were still flowing. It wasn't just physical pain, but also emotional stress from days of sleep deprivation, constant breastfeeding, and dealing with a crying baby.

    Owen turned to see yousobbing. He approached again, carrying their baby, who was now calming down. With one arm around your shoulder, he said softly

    “Honey… you're not alone. If it hurts, stop for a moment. I'm here to help you. Don't bear it alone, okay?”