August 1, 2024· newborn
Mom's cheek resting against the top of her head, eyes closed, still in the blue checked hospital gown. Ameya is wide awake underneath and entirely unbothered — a cream knitted top with one small flower on it, a rust-coloured bow tied over hair that is already dark and plentiful, and the paper identification band still loose on a wrist small enough for it to slide around. She is looking straight at whoever is holding the camera.