I was up early feeding him yesterday, about 4 or so. I had him cradled in one arm and was holding the bottle in the other hand. He reached out with his right hand and found my pinkie finger, on the hand holding the bottle. He squeezed it tightly and pulled, as if moving the bottle closer to his mouth.
I thought, wow, his dexterity has really improved in the last couple of weeks.
Then his left hand found the bottle. He slid his hand down the bottle until he found my thumb. Again, he squeezed it tightly while also squeezing my pinkie finger.
I burst into tears. It seemed like he was trying to connect to me. It seemed like he was trying to tell me that he knew I was there. It seemed like he was trying to tell me he relied on me.
It was beautiful. So beautiful.