Anjayo's milklady

These days Anjayo recognizes me. I just wonder whether she knows me as her 'mother' or as her 'milklady'.

I leave her with my parents and go to work. When I am back, as she sees me, she struggles to reach me. But still, when I don't take her in my arms (which I do knowingly), she starts to cry. And when she cries, her tears rolls down her cheeks, her nose, her mouth! 

She rarely cries, so at times I make her cry quite long. Heard and read somewhere that crying is good exercise for babies.