Amber: (Looking at herself in the mirror) Huh, something seems off about my left bust. It looks much bigger than the right one. That's strange. (Suddenly, a loud wail of her newborn daughter, Spark, reaches Amber's ears) Amber: (Rushing towards the nursery) Oh, Spark! Are you hungry, sweetie? (Spark continues crying as Amber picks her up and cradles her in her arms) Amber: (Whispering soothingly) Shhh, it's okay, my little firecracker. Let's see if you're hungry. (Amber settles down in the rocking chair and lifts her shirt) Amber: (Smiling) Alright, Spark, time for your favorite activity - mealtime! (Spark eagerly latches onto Amber's breast, her cries slowly turning into contented sucking sounds) Amber: (Gently stroking Spark's head) There we go, little one. That's it, drink up. Spark: (Pausing momentarily to let out a satisfied sigh) Amber: (Chuckling softly) I guess that was a hunger cry after all. Mama's got you covered. (Spark resumes feeding, Amber smiling warmly as she watches her daughter contentedly nourishing herself)