She clings to me which is wonderfully rewarding to me although I know it's just because she's frightened and needs someone. At the same time she scratches quite viciously = a great example of disorganised attachment - she drew blood scratching her social worker.
It won't be long before the novelty wears off of having to type one-handed as she screams if I put her down. Meanwhile we'll have a blissfully boring day of cuddles, milk and sleep.
She is tiny, her little hands are so cute and thin (mind you I'm used to the chubby starfish hands of DS) - hope you like the photo