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Bex’s only response was to fill her diaper with a very unpleasant sound.
And smell.
I blurted out a laugh. And Fox stood up to return her to me. “Here, you can have her back now.”
“No, no,” I told him. “You gotta learn how to do this.”
“But I heard their first bowel movement is like black tar. So, uh-uh, no. I’m not going near that shit.”
“Fox!”
“Poop. Sorry.”
I scowled, then said, “Ooh. Maybe we can just wait for one of the grandmas to show up. I’m sure they’ll trip over each other in a rush to change the first diaper.”
“Hell, yes. Good idea. They can’t be too far away.”
To prove him right, a light tapping sounded on the door to our hospital room. Fox and I exchanged giddy, conspiring grins. “Yes,” he hissed before calling, “Come on in.”
We were so saved.
It wasn’t just both sets of grandparents that trooped inside, but each of our siblings and their spouses too.
As soon as Fox said, “She just filled her first diaper. Who wants her?” both my mother and his, plus Bentley too, called, “I do!”
As the three women oohed and aahed over how precious Bex’s fingers and toes were while they set her in the bassinet
and proceeded to unwrap her and change her diaper, Gracen and a very pregnant, waddling Yellow made their way to me. She was actually three days overdue, and I was a week early, so she could pop at any moment.
They were having a girl, too, I guess. Her name was going to be Sienna, something Gray claimed they’d picked out on their first night together because it was a color. Or something. I don’t know; they were never very clear on the origin of her name, but I liked it, so that was all that mattered. Because Sienna and Bex were going to be the best of friends and the closest of confidants. I already knew.
“Oh my goodness, you did it,” Yellow cheered, taking my hands and squeezing. “How are you feeling?”
“Good.” I bobbed my head and gave her a loopy grin. “Exhausted. Maybe a little high on pain relievers.”
My sister-in-law laughed. “Well, you look great.”
“What’re you talking about?” my twin asked her incredulously. “Her face is swollen up like an overripe watermelon.”
“Gracen,” Yellow snapped, glaring at him as she elbowed him in the gut. “You don’t tell that to a woman who just gave birth.”
“Yeah,” I warned, pointing at him. “So don’t you dare say that to Yellow in a few days when she’s all swollen and splotchy from pushing out your child. I’ll kick your ass.”
“Yes,” Yellow agreed. “Please don’t say that. I’d definitely cry.”
“I would never,” he promised her, taking her hand and kissing her cheek. “One, because you’re not my sister. And two, you’d look beautiful whether you were swollen or not.”
“Um, excuse me,” I growled. Did he just insinuate that I did not look beautiful right now?
As if sensing that my brother was picking on me, my husband glanced over.
“So. Gracen,” he said, stepping away from our two dads and Beau who’d been gathered around him so he could stroll our way. Smirking at my brother, he opened his arms and announced, “Look which one had the baby first. Huh? Huh?”
Gracen hissed out a breath through his nostrils and stared straight ahead, sadly murmuring, “And there it is.”
“You’re damn right, there it is. You think I’d forget? Hell no,” Fox said, rubbing it in. “I have been waiting to get back at you for nearly two years now. And behold…” He splayed his hand toward my mother who was cooing madly as she lifted a freshly changed Bex into her arms and was propping the baby against her shoulder to bounce her and pat her back. “The first Lowe grandchild. Suck on that eleven minutes.”
“Yeah, yeah. Okay,” Gray grumbled, looking a little regretful as he watched Mom bounce her granddaughter gently. “You win. This time.”
