The father looks at his barely an day old daughter and takes her in his larger arms; to him she is tiny almost doll like as he is so big yet she is so tiny. Though to professionals she is rather lanky it would explain why she decided to come a week earlier than planned, once she found being cramped was no longer fun she decided it was time to enter the world and meet her parents. In her father's arms she positioned herself to get comfy and made a noise that her mother would adore at yet her father just allowed her to get comfy and waited until her tiny body settled.
In theory he can't really do anything to meet her needs at the moment, it's his wife who can feed her, it's the mother she would rely on for everything, it would explain why the new father decided to jump straight back into work what could he do? His wife had reminded him many times that he could do loads: cuddle her, soothe her, sing to her, talk to her, let her know who he is. Yet he felt useless a baby needs their mother the dad is just the person who fertilized the egg, the mother did all the work.
The dad held the baby's hand with one finger, that is how tiny she is to him and smiled as she wrapped her tiny hand his finger, her face has such a distinctive new born look her eyes for one but he could see traces of his wife, the only thing so far that his daughter got off him was clearly height, his wife was quite short yet they had managed to bring a beautiful long baby into the world. If anything he hoped she would have his smile, everyone loves a baby with dimples the tiny holes in the cheeks make anyone melt, but so far she was just his daughter. He was still to learn about her personality, likes/dislikes, cries, favourite toy, whether he could feed her if she didn't take to the breast or if she needed a dummy, whether she liked a blanket to sleep with or being cuddled; there was so much learn about her, she would change everyday her body would grow and her eyes would soon become clear, her hearing would soon become clearer, so far she is just small and wriggly, in fact she's been wriggling more now and her face is showing distress.
Less than a minute later his daughter is crying, her face red and her cry loud, "Hey it's OK," the dad soothed her; he tried to think of what to do, he couldn't think, after all she is new to him. What is she crying about? He stood shhing her but it didn't work, he put her back into the plastic side cot and held her tiny hand using his thumb to run across her hand, "What you crying about?" he asked and the baby turned her head and eventually her cries turned into sniffles, "Do you want to see something cool?" the dad asked and the baby girl yawned, "Look," he took off his gold watch and held it in front of his daughter's face and her grew wide as the gold watch focused slightly, "Do you like that?" the dad asked and the baby made a noise which her mother would think as an attempt to make conversation; yet again the dad smiled and took her in, she had tuffs of soft hair which was very thin and he touched them feeling then smiled, he then noticed the toy that he had bought for her was by her head and he picked it up before gently before using the animal's nose to touch hers with, the baby girl sneezed suddenly and then the shock of it caused her to cry again, the dad again picked her up and this time held her close to his chest, something his wife had advised him to, the heartbeat reminds them of the womb and like drives in the car it relaxes them.
The dad jumped when the door opened and the mother came through with a colleague well the nurse who rents a room from them and smiled, "Have you two thought of a name?"
The husband looked at his wife before they both smiled, "Zosia," Guy said as he gave his daughter to his wife Anya, the baby sniffled slightly, "Her names Zosia."
"Means wisdom," Anya added and she looked down at her daughter, smiling slightly before placing her back into the plastic side cot. Zosia then closed her eyes and Guy held her hand.
"She's quite long," Colette observed as she looked at the baby, who was now breathing in and out heavily and Anya laughed.
"She's get it off her father's side, his dad is a giant…oh you're the only one who knows her name, so keep it quiet," Anya said and Colette nodded in agreement, "My family is flying from Poland so we're keeping it quiet."
"Not even Jesse?" Colette asked and Anya shook her head, "Well best keep it quiet then."
Zosia slept soundly in the cot whilst holding onto her dad's hand and Guy really didn't have the heart to let her go.
A/N: Randomly came to me this morning, sorry I've been away but I just needed time to think about things and I've got a story coming up which I hope will be good. But Forever Young will be updated soon.