her the baby, “See you later Stacey-Ann. Always remember we love you,” she kissed her tiny cheeks then handed her to the nurse.
“I’ll go with you,” Carson announced, following the nurse. The rest looked at him with amused looks on their faces, “What? I just want to see where she’s taking her and make sure she’s safe.”
“Stacey-Ann is never going to date,” Kevin said with a laugh.
“You can be sure of that!” Carson echoed.
Chapter Twelve
Ellie sat in the rocking chair, her baby curled in her arms as she suckled. She’d never felt as wonderful, as important and as connected to another human being as she felt to her daughter when she nursed her. She laughed at the moments of insecurity she had when Stacey-Ann looked at her with her big brown eyes. She always felt like her baby wasn’t looking at her, but looking through her, into her inner soul.
“How do you like your room?” Ellie asked holding her tiny fist with two fingers, “Mommy did her very best, just to make it extra perfect for you,” she lifted her fist and kissed it. She smiled at the fact it was the size of her own puckered lips. “I like the picture of daddy and me while you were still in mommy’s tummy,” She looked at the large portrait of her bare belly with Dale’s hands above and below it. And right next to it was a new picture of Dale holding Stacey-Ann with her next to them. She had numerous shots of her pregnant belly taken and she’d placed them around the house. Dale was a little reserved about taking the pictures, but once he saw them he loved them.
“But I like it better having you in my arms,” Ellie held her closer; “I could hold you forever.”
Carson stepped into the room, “As long as I get a turn.” He’d been watching them for a while, humbled and overwhelmed by the unexplainable feeling he had watching his two girls. It had been a month and he was still floored by the fact that he was a dad. He was someone’s father. He’d created life, another human being that he’d completely, unequivocally and unquestionably fallen in love with. Ellie glanced up and smiled, she had a flutter in her chest. It always happened when he looked at them like that, “You know if you keep dodging work and coming home early, we are going to get very attached.”
“She’s been our good luck charm,” he crouched down next to the rocker, “you two look so beautiful like this.” He caressed Stacey-Ann’s cheek with his finger then reached up and touched Ellie’s cheek, “Have I told you how much I love you today?”
“Well, let’s see?” She turned her head slightly to kiss his hand, “At three this morning, then at five and finally at seven when you left for work.”
“You haven’t slept yet have you?” he asked concerned, when she yawned. She had bags under her eyes and they were half closed.
“It’s good practise for the next baby,” she smiled tiredly. Why she would want another child, she could only chalk it up to the insane hormones. But she did want Stacey-Ann to have company and she also wanted Dale to have a son. Ellie loved her dad, and her dad had loved them, but he always kept wondering what if. Ellie didn’t want Dale to wonder what if.
“Another baby?” Carson asked with a panicked laugh. He took his daughter from her mother’s arms when she pulled away from her breast, full of her mommy’s milk. The look of pain on Ellie’s face still haunted him. There was no way he was going to put her through that again.
Buttoning up her shirt, “Yeah, maybe a boy.”
“I don’t think so,” he made funny faces at Stacey-Ann, but his audience just stared at him, a questioning look on her face.
Walking across the room, she wrapped her arms around his waist, “Dale you were an only kid and you said it sucked.” Carson raised his arm and tucked her under, and then he rocked, gently dancing with his two girls. “And I know what it’s like to have a dad try to turn me into a
“I’ll go with you,” Carson announced, following the nurse. The rest looked at him with amused looks on their faces, “What? I just want to see where she’s taking her and make sure she’s safe.”
“Stacey-Ann is never going to date,” Kevin said with a laugh.
“You can be sure of that!” Carson echoed.
Chapter Twelve
Ellie sat in the rocking chair, her baby curled in her arms as she suckled. She’d never felt as wonderful, as important and as connected to another human being as she felt to her daughter when she nursed her. She laughed at the moments of insecurity she had when Stacey-Ann looked at her with her big brown eyes. She always felt like her baby wasn’t looking at her, but looking through her, into her inner soul.
“How do you like your room?” Ellie asked holding her tiny fist with two fingers, “Mommy did her very best, just to make it extra perfect for you,” she lifted her fist and kissed it. She smiled at the fact it was the size of her own puckered lips. “I like the picture of daddy and me while you were still in mommy’s tummy,” She looked at the large portrait of her bare belly with Dale’s hands above and below it. And right next to it was a new picture of Dale holding Stacey-Ann with her next to them. She had numerous shots of her pregnant belly taken and she’d placed them around the house. Dale was a little reserved about taking the pictures, but once he saw them he loved them.
“But I like it better having you in my arms,” Ellie held her closer; “I could hold you forever.”
Carson stepped into the room, “As long as I get a turn.” He’d been watching them for a while, humbled and overwhelmed by the unexplainable feeling he had watching his two girls. It had been a month and he was still floored by the fact that he was a dad. He was someone’s father. He’d created life, another human being that he’d completely, unequivocally and unquestionably fallen in love with. Ellie glanced up and smiled, she had a flutter in her chest. It always happened when he looked at them like that, “You know if you keep dodging work and coming home early, we are going to get very attached.”
“She’s been our good luck charm,” he crouched down next to the rocker, “you two look so beautiful like this.” He caressed Stacey-Ann’s cheek with his finger then reached up and touched Ellie’s cheek, “Have I told you how much I love you today?”
“Well, let’s see?” She turned her head slightly to kiss his hand, “At three this morning, then at five and finally at seven when you left for work.”
“You haven’t slept yet have you?” he asked concerned, when she yawned. She had bags under her eyes and they were half closed.
“It’s good practise for the next baby,” she smiled tiredly. Why she would want another child, she could only chalk it up to the insane hormones. But she did want Stacey-Ann to have company and she also wanted Dale to have a son. Ellie loved her dad, and her dad had loved them, but he always kept wondering what if. Ellie didn’t want Dale to wonder what if.
“Another baby?” Carson asked with a panicked laugh. He took his daughter from her mother’s arms when she pulled away from her breast, full of her mommy’s milk. The look of pain on Ellie’s face still haunted him. There was no way he was going to put her through that again.
Buttoning up her shirt, “Yeah, maybe a boy.”
“I don’t think so,” he made funny faces at Stacey-Ann, but his audience just stared at him, a questioning look on her face.
Walking across the room, she wrapped her arms around his waist, “Dale you were an only kid and you said it sucked.” Carson raised his arm and tucked her under, and then he rocked, gently dancing with his two girls. “And I know what it’s like to have a dad try to turn me into a
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