instead.”
“She’s daddy’s little girl, we’ll do everything together,” Carson answered, already imagining her at five. She would be as beautiful as her mother. He’d teach her how to play basketball and watch proudly as she breezed through arts and crafts. With an artistic mother, she’d probably be drawing full human figures and not sticks and circles like other kids.
Daniel stepped into the already overcrowded room, a giraffe in his hand. He looked at Ellie- who hadn’t noticed him yet- jealousy in his heart, as he stared at the picture perfect family that could have been his. He stood next to Kris, opting to stay unnoticed for a few more minutes, but she wouldn’t allow him that pleasure. “The godfather is here!” Daniel cringed at the title. He didn’t want it, but he couldn’t say no to Ellie, he loved her too much.
He smiled at Ellie when she turned to him. She looked exhausted, but her smile was full of life and love, “Congratulations, to both of you.” He drew his eyes from her and glanced at Carson in acknowledgement for a second, before he turned back to Ellie.
“Thank you,” she said, “I’m happy you came.”
“I am the godfather,” the title began to feel like an insult to him, “Don’t worry, I’ll always have your back, no matter what.”
“Thanks.”
“Yeah, thank you Daniel,” Carson spoke, his voice stiff. He didn’t like the fact that Daniel was going to be his daughter’s godfather, but he had to forfeit that choice when he insisted on Audrey over Kris. Daniel was in love with Ellie, and that just rubbed him the wrong way.
Gwen chortled, recognizing how she felt, on both Ellsa’s and Daniel’s faces. Ellie’s and Carson’s lives were going to be full of drama, “This is where I bring my gift in and say congratulations.”
Gwen had been standing in awkward silence since they stepped into the room. She’d gotten over Carson and she’d stopped being rude to Ellie, but there was still that pang of jealousy and hurt, especially now that they had a kid together.
Gwen opened the door to leave, and in stepped Ann.
“Mom!” Carson exclaimed excitedly, this time the baby wailed in response. Ann hurried to Carson’s side and took the tiny creature into her arms.
“My little angel, you are finally here,” she kissed her son then Ellie, holding her in a gentle gaze, happy and appreciative. “Thank you,” Ellie just nodded, too emotional to speak.
“Where is Senior?” Carson asked, referring to his father.
“He’s still in Scotland. But I called him and told him his first grandchild was born. He was so happy, he rushed to the family pub and put me on speaker to announce it again. He said he wished you stayed on schedule Ellie.” The room filled with laughter again, Ann pulled the pink beanie over the baby’s ears to muffle the noise.
“Well, I didn’t have much of a choice,” she said, giving Dale, a look. Carson looked back at her, his eyes begging for her not to say another word.
“So, what is my little angel’s name?” Ann nuzzled her nose against the baby’s.
“I thought we could combine the two names of the most important women in our lives, our mothers.” She starred up at Carson tearfully and then settled her gaze back on Ann, “Stacey-Ann.” Saying her mother’s name didn’t hurt as it usually did. Now she felt immense love when it referred to her daughter, “Ellsa, are you okay with that?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” She responded with a tight smile.
Carson caressed Ellie’s cheek lovingly, “That’s a beautiful name.”
Ann teared up, “The best.” She cleared her throat, “And now, you all need to go so that Stacey-Ann and her mommy can rest.”
“I’m not tired,” Ellie shook her head, the exhaustion dominant on her face.
“Still, its time,” the nurse who had slipped in unnoticed spoke, “I have to take the baby back anyway,” as she reached for the baby.
“Wait,” Ellie said sitting up. Ann handed
“She’s daddy’s little girl, we’ll do everything together,” Carson answered, already imagining her at five. She would be as beautiful as her mother. He’d teach her how to play basketball and watch proudly as she breezed through arts and crafts. With an artistic mother, she’d probably be drawing full human figures and not sticks and circles like other kids.
Daniel stepped into the already overcrowded room, a giraffe in his hand. He looked at Ellie- who hadn’t noticed him yet- jealousy in his heart, as he stared at the picture perfect family that could have been his. He stood next to Kris, opting to stay unnoticed for a few more minutes, but she wouldn’t allow him that pleasure. “The godfather is here!” Daniel cringed at the title. He didn’t want it, but he couldn’t say no to Ellie, he loved her too much.
He smiled at Ellie when she turned to him. She looked exhausted, but her smile was full of life and love, “Congratulations, to both of you.” He drew his eyes from her and glanced at Carson in acknowledgement for a second, before he turned back to Ellie.
“Thank you,” she said, “I’m happy you came.”
“I am the godfather,” the title began to feel like an insult to him, “Don’t worry, I’ll always have your back, no matter what.”
“Thanks.”
“Yeah, thank you Daniel,” Carson spoke, his voice stiff. He didn’t like the fact that Daniel was going to be his daughter’s godfather, but he had to forfeit that choice when he insisted on Audrey over Kris. Daniel was in love with Ellie, and that just rubbed him the wrong way.
Gwen chortled, recognizing how she felt, on both Ellsa’s and Daniel’s faces. Ellie’s and Carson’s lives were going to be full of drama, “This is where I bring my gift in and say congratulations.”
Gwen had been standing in awkward silence since they stepped into the room. She’d gotten over Carson and she’d stopped being rude to Ellie, but there was still that pang of jealousy and hurt, especially now that they had a kid together.
Gwen opened the door to leave, and in stepped Ann.
“Mom!” Carson exclaimed excitedly, this time the baby wailed in response. Ann hurried to Carson’s side and took the tiny creature into her arms.
“My little angel, you are finally here,” she kissed her son then Ellie, holding her in a gentle gaze, happy and appreciative. “Thank you,” Ellie just nodded, too emotional to speak.
“Where is Senior?” Carson asked, referring to his father.
“He’s still in Scotland. But I called him and told him his first grandchild was born. He was so happy, he rushed to the family pub and put me on speaker to announce it again. He said he wished you stayed on schedule Ellie.” The room filled with laughter again, Ann pulled the pink beanie over the baby’s ears to muffle the noise.
“Well, I didn’t have much of a choice,” she said, giving Dale, a look. Carson looked back at her, his eyes begging for her not to say another word.
“So, what is my little angel’s name?” Ann nuzzled her nose against the baby’s.
“I thought we could combine the two names of the most important women in our lives, our mothers.” She starred up at Carson tearfully and then settled her gaze back on Ann, “Stacey-Ann.” Saying her mother’s name didn’t hurt as it usually did. Now she felt immense love when it referred to her daughter, “Ellsa, are you okay with that?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” She responded with a tight smile.
Carson caressed Ellie’s cheek lovingly, “That’s a beautiful name.”
Ann teared up, “The best.” She cleared her throat, “And now, you all need to go so that Stacey-Ann and her mommy can rest.”
“I’m not tired,” Ellie shook her head, the exhaustion dominant on her face.
“Still, its time,” the nurse who had slipped in unnoticed spoke, “I have to take the baby back anyway,” as she reached for the baby.
“Wait,” Ellie said sitting up. Ann handed
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