It's been two months now.
I've regained some control over my limbs.
Not much of progress.As soon as my body can support my head in lifting, I could at least start crawling on my limbs.
It would be a huge upgrade nevertheless.It's morning right now and I already had my fill of breakfast.
There is no change in the menu since the day I was born.I have noticed one thing, breastmilk flavor varies according to what foods my mom eats.
I've been fed 8-12 times on a daily basis, so that's the one thing I noticed.Other than that, I have not regained any good information as of yet.
"Benji, Mama's ready so now it's time to get you all dressed up." a voice filled with enthusiasm echoed in my room.
Of course, it was none other than my mom.
The next second she appeared right in front of my cradle.
Like usual her gentle smile accompanied by her beautiful green eyes shined like gemstones.
She had tied up her beautiful red hair but some of her hair curls managed to escape and flowed and hid behind her earlobes.Although her dress was a long frock whose green color seemed to have faded. The frock also had a lot of stitches, you can tell she's been wearing this for a long time. Usually, such clothes would be already disposed of or given to servants.
She looked lovely despite her attire.
I could say that frock is my mother's favorite dress she doesn't wanna let go of, or we are just dirt poor.
As far as my experience, it's the latter.
She lifted me up gently from my cradle and kissed on my cheeks,
"Alright, today I will let you accompany Mama to the grocery shopping."My mom frequently converses with me and despite I have the intellect of a grown-up man, the language barrier was the big problem.
But I am slowly but surely learning this language at an incredible pace.
And just now my mom said the word 'Grocery'Usually, whenever she says that word, she leaves the home for some time.
But before leaving she brings a girl named Martha who looked about 12-13 years old that takes care of me.Martha lives in the neighborhood and she usually takes care of me whenever mom had to leave the house. Usually, she goes out during this time, normally for shopping.
But this time's different, she said 'Grocery' but I don't see that new girl Martha.
Just when Mom lifted me and placed me on my bed and started to undress.
I was once again butt-naked lying on the bed.I am already used to this, getting undressed without my consent.
In her hand, she held a miniature-sized red colored T-shirt with a silly-looking design of smiling sun engraved on the front.
["Is there a more plain-looking shirt?"] I asked.
*Aga Gu*
"Oh, you like this shirt. Mama personally sewed this sun for you." saying so she started to dress me, "Benji- Stop struggling."
I really struggled for some time but I had to give up and wear it finally.
Now my red silly shirt paired with a huge nappy, I was dressed up like usual.
She lifted me up in the air proudly,
"Oh, my little Benji looks adorable." she complimented me followed by more kisses.'I feel really silly but there was no way I could resist, not after seeing her beautiful smile.
If wearing weird clothes makes her happy then so be it.
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St Chaos Healer
FantasyOnce a powerful Demon Overlord, betrayed and murdered by his own subordinates, vows revenge with his dying breath. Reincarnated as Benjamin Almond, a human baby, he must adapt to his new mortal life without demonic powers. With his past memories int...