As soon as I stepped into the house and heard the cries, I hurried my steps, maternal instincts kicking in."What's wrong with him, uncle Pete?" I rushed towards them.

"He's been crying few minutes after you left." Uncle Pete was seen trying to calm Zion but my little boy was having none of it.

"Zion baby." I tried to hold him but he clung tighter to uncle Pete's shirt and cried harder. "He's not letting me hold him."

"Do you think he's fully recovered?"Uncle Pete had to increase his tone just ...