This week Mama and Papa visited friends of theirs who have a son who is only 10 days older than me. I was the star attraction and was given a special baby ceremony where they dressed me up as a Maharaj, which means an Indian prince, and put black dots on my cheeks and forehead which is meant to ward off evil spirits. I was then blessed in the family shrine by the matriarch of the family. I loved all the attention even though I was passed around like a parcel! Indian babies are rocked to sleep in the ladies' laps when they sit crossed legged on the floor, Mama has since tried this with me at home and we both like it. Indian women also breastfeed this way too, but Mama isn't so limber to try that just yet! I love you all and miss you lots xxxxxxxx
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