Esme point-of-view
I've finished cleaning the entire house and now there is nothing left for me to do. Times like these are the ones I makes me wish more than ever that me and my husband would have been able to have children. And we can't not because we're not trying because we have. But I'm just not able to have children.
I spend all my day cleaning whilst my husband works as a doctor at forks hospital. I mean, I don't bother me that I don't have a job I just wish I had a son or daughter to look after.
Hummm, maybe when Carlisle comes home I'll ask him about looking into adopting.
I'd love to adopt. I could give some little girl or boy a wonderful loving home and family.
I know I'll cook him a great dinner!
Later…
Here he comes…
"Hey honey." I shout as he walks though the door.
"Hey sweetie, how's your day been" he say kissing my cheek.
"I was kind of boring." I said looking down.
"I'm sorry honey." He looked like a sad puppy in that moment.
"It's not your fault but I do have something to ask you about…" I said getting to what I have waited at afternoon to ask him.
"Sure, what is it?"
"How do you feel about us adopting?" I asked hopefully.