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Three months later
“Your baby’s awake.” Kettle said as he walked into the room.
He was dressed in his uniform, which inevitably meant he’d be leaving me here shortly, and I’d be up all night with our little Saylor again.
“I know. I’m too tired to move, though. Maybe you should feed her.” I said tiredly.
“I don’t have the fun bags that Saylor wants.” He teased.
“I’ve heard that men can produce breast milk with hormone treatments.” I replied wickedly.
He snorted. “Yeah, right. I’d look real good with tits.”
“You were the one who said you wanted a baby.” I said into my pillow.
Kettle smacked my ass. Hard. Then left to retrieve Saylor.
I stayed exactly where I was until Kettle brought our squalling child into the room and settled her down on the bed.
I flipped to my side and stayed still while Kettle unsnapped the buttons on my nursing gown, freeing one of the fun bags in question, and laid Saylor down gently.
She hurriedly latched on, going from wailing like a banshee to her hungry food grunt in point four seconds flat.
Kettle chuckled as he ran his large finger down Saylor’s cheek.
“God, I love you.” He said, moving his eyes from his daughter’s hungry mauling to my eyes.
My mouth tipped up in a grin before my eyes drooped heavily. “I don’t hate you.”
He snorted. “I don’t hate you either.” He replied dryly. “I’ve got to go to work. I’ll see you when I get home. Mom’s coming over later. Don’t forget.”
I restrained the urge to laugh aloud. I wouldn’t forget. That woman became a lifesaver our first few days after bringing Saylor home. Now, at three months old, she came to watch Saylor every Wednesday evening so I could get papers graded, and any household chores done. Or even on the rare occasion, go out on a date with Kettle.
There’d been a lot of adjusting when Saylor arrived in our lives.
At three days old, Saylor was pronounced deaf. She’d failed not only her newborn screening, but also her follow up screening.
I’d scoured the internet for days after she’d been pronounced deaf, but the one thing that kept me from totally freaking out was Viddy.
She explained to me that being deaf wasn’t a death sentence. With the advancement in technology in this day and age, Saylor could live a full and happy life without one single thing holding her back.
As I looked down at my perfect little girl, I knew that was true.
She was a very special little girl, and she was absolutely adored by everyone.
Most assuredly her daddy, whom she had totally wrapped around her little finger
Which was why when he came back into the room five minutes later to place one last kiss on his daughter’s cheek, I wasn’t in the least bit surprised.
“Bye baby.” He said as he left for the second time.
I smiled and closed my eyes. Perfect indeed.
• • •
KETTLE
7 months later
