ninja-like fashion, the reaction automatic. Like there was no way you could hold Chase and not smile.
There was a strong connection to the feeling of weightlessness in my limbs. Endorphins filled my veins, making me smile bigger. "Gosh, I could stare at him forever." Although Caroline was the first of my friends to have a child, everywhere I went——whether it was walking down the street or to the grocery store——newborns seemed to surround me. Like there had been an internal switch inside me these last couple of months.
Although I always wanted kids in my future, it was as though something internally had altered, and I wanted that future to be sooner than my five-year plan. Maybe in a couple of years, we would try.
Kent sliced a piece of Tiramisu and guided it in my direction.
I shook my head. "Later," I said, staring back down at the little sweetness in my arms.
When he huffed, I tore my eyes from the child and noticed him frowning at me. I glared at him, and he erased the scowl. Love how he could throw me attitude, but when I gave it back, he couldn't take it.
My hands patted the small of the baby's back, and he began to coo. I let out a slow breath, studying every single feature from his button nose to the soft brownish blonde hair on the top of his head. I already loved this little man, and he wasn't even mine. I could only imagine how much I would love our own child.
"Oh...it may be time for his feeding," Caroline said, her mouth full of cake.
Kent picked up a glass from the tray. "And don't you worry, Chase, I brought you some dessert, too. Vitamin D. Milk does a body good."
We all laughed.
"What?" Kent tilted his head, his eyebrows raised. "You said the baby drank milk."
My mood lightened. At least my husband was thoughtful. "It's okay. The baby only drinks breastmilk, right, Caroline?"
She nodded. "Yep, give him some of that vitamin D, and I swear he'll be shitting for days."
"Kent, come here.” I waved him over. “Get a closer look at their munchkin."
He complied and pulled his chair closer to mine, throwing his hand over my chair. I exhaled a sweet sigh as we both stared at the piece of heaven in my arms. "He's so adorably cute."
"He looks a little high maintenance. What's up with his face?" Kent asked, eyebrows furrowed. Little red dots were formed on his cheeks and upper forehead.
I glared at him and Caroline laughed. "It's called baby acne. It'll go away after a couple of months. At least that's what the doctor said."
"And his head?"
Good God, did my husband have a filter? No.
"What about his head? Is there something wrong with his head?" Jeff voice heightened with concern, and he angled closer to examine his son.
Kent blinked a couple of times in the baby's direction and pointed to the top of Chase's hair. "Uh...his head. It has a pulse."
I wished I could erase the dumbfounded look on Kent's face as I rolled my eyes.
"Oh," Caroline giggled. "That's his fontanel. It's part of his skull that's not fully closed yet. That's perfectly normal."
"Hey, bud." Jeff patted Kent's shoulder. "It's all good. I used to be freaked out about everything when the baby came home. Everything scared the crap out of me."
Caroline nodded in agreement. "Yeah, when the belly button first fell off, Jeff screamed throughout the whole apartment, running around like he’d broken his baby."
Jeff just rolled his eyes. "But you'll get used to it, Kent. Trust me, bro."
Kent blinked, but the look of bewilderment could not be erased. "I think I need another drink. Anybody want anything? I've got vodka."
"Actually, we should get going. If tonight is anything like last night, it's going to be a long one." After Caroline stood and extended her arms, I transferred Chase carefully to her care. Her lips went automatically to his forehead. "Thanks, guys, for dinner. We really needed this."
I embraced Caroline, but I was careful not to squish the baby. "Let’s do this again, and if you guys need date night anytime