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I dropped the razor and sat there in shock.
Carlo wasn’t home yet.
Eve was gone.
Now, he was really crying. There was no way he’d stop and go back to sleep.
And I didn’t even have a bottle up here.
Dammit.
I pushed up out of the tub and carefully exited. I rushed into the bedroom and up to the bassinet.
The baby was mad.
Super mad.
His little face was all screwed up and red.
“It’s okay, your daddy will be here soon.” I rubbed his belly and tried to calm him.
It didn’t work.
He only cried more.
Dammit.
His tiny body felt warm and soft under my hand.
I slipped one hand under his back and one under his head.
“Oh, yuck,” I said, knowing exactly why he was crying. “I’ve heard tales of you being the blowout king. And I see that’s very true.”
I lifted him up to find a large yellow stain on the sheet.
“Well, your sister did this to me, too. I know how to fix it.”
I carried the stinky baby to the bathroom and laid a towel on the counter. Then I filled up the sink halfway with warm water. A few wet washcloths and a quick dip in the sink, and he was all fixed up.
As I was drying him off, I touched his soft, kicking legs. And his flailing arms.
He was angry at the situation he’d gotten himself into, but it didn’t bother me.
I was completely captivated by him. I hadn’t taken a good look at him after he’d been born.
Other than to verify that he was a he. That I’d given Carlo a son.
There was no time after that to look at him, though. Before I’d coded.
Anyway, this was really the first time I’d been able to look him over.
And he was beautiful.
The perfect mix of his parents. Our best attributes melded to make this human.
“I know you’re mad. But we’ll get a diaper on you and then go downstairs to warm up a bottle, okay?”
He didn’t seem to think highly of my plan.
