I looked down at my Lane and admired the way he ate. He slowly drank his milk while I held him. I looked at him in awe. His little hands where the size of my pointer finger and middle finger combined. I toughed his little toes and his little fingers. He had that fresh baby smell to him. He was absolutely adorable.
(Y/N): Well I see your already feeding him.
Josh: Ya. He looked pretty hungry.
(Y/N): Ya he did.
It's been 2 days sence Lane was born. He still looks the same and kinda sounds the same. The thing I love the most about him was when he's sleeping I put my ear to his little chest and hear his heart beat. It's so amazing.
Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.
When I think about Him I think about a Rose. The rose that I gave to (Y/N) when we had our first date. That was also the day that she told me that she was pregnant.
(Y/N): Here let me see him.
I hand him over to her and he squirms a little. (Y/N) holds him and shhs him back to sleep.
I stand up and admire both of them.
Josh: Your great with him.
(Y/N): No he's better with you.
Josh: You think so.
(Y/N): I know so. He seems to like you already Josh.
Josh: Well I am his father.
(Y/N): Yes you are.
Josh: It's weird saying I'm a dad or a father. I've never been one.
