Bridging the Gap...Baby Theodore Raymond Grey
Due to complications while I was in labor little Blip and I…I mean Theodore and I have been kept in the hospital for the past week. Christian refuses to leave my side and has slept in the chair next to my bed for the last three nights. Last night was the first night I got him to sleep with me in my bed he has been totally hands off with me since my cesarean section even more so than after Jack Hyde's attack. My subconscious sits up saying maybe seeing little Teddy come out of your stomach has traumatized him…..I giggle at the thought.
It felt so good having him sleep next to me last night as I felt his warm hard body next to mine I began to reminisce about our past love making and somehow I began to calculate to see if I could pinpoint exactly when our son was conceived. As I try to remember each time we've made love a broad smile creeps unto my face and my inner goddess says tiss tiss! too many to remember. I dismiss her immediately and my mind wanders back to when Dr. Green initially told me I was pregnant and by my calculation it had to be some time in Aspen when we visited our cottage with Kate, Mia, Elliott and Ethan. I turn to Christian asleep next to me and I can't help but smile, he made such sweet love to me while we were in Aspen who knew we were making a baby…our baby…love that you can touch.
I caress Christian's cheek and he stirs but doesn't wake. Just then the nurse brings in our son and tears begin to run down my cheek as I look at him. The nurse takes him out of his cot and brings him to me, I cradle him in my arms and he starts to make little noises not a full on cry but enough to wake his father. Two brown peek up at me then they turn to our son and a big grin forms on Christians mouth as he sits up and rubs our son's head saying " good morning son". My heart melts hearing those words come from Christian's mouth. He turns to me and says good morning beautiful and lightly brushes his lips against mine and little Teddy acts up again. Christian says I think this little one is hungry and smiles. I begin to nurse Teddy and Christian sits in the chair next to my bed watching diligently I think he's amazed by it and I have to admit I feel a bit shy having Christian watch.
My subconscious sits up and says you know why he's watching so diligently he's concerned and she's right we have discovered that the milk is not coming down as it should but Grace has suggested I use some fenugreek which has begun to work and Teddy is nursing more calmly now so I suspect he's getting just the right amount of milk which his little stomach desires. The first few times he nursed were such episodes because he wasn't getting enough milk and he behaved just as Christian would have. It's amazing to see at just six days old he's so much like his father.
Teddy is now fed and burped and in his father's arms...Christian's blackberry begins to buzz on the table but he doesn't look away from Teddy not one moment in fact he ignores it. I decide to take the call and it's Taylor "good morning Mrs. Grey can I speak with Mr. Grey", "Christian it's Taylor" and without looking away from Teddy he says "take a message". Knowing Taylor is here to take Christian home to shower and change as has become the routine for the past week I say to him to come up and see the baby which will give Christian some more time to spend with his son. Almost two hours later and Teddy is sound asleep in Christian's arms I finally get him to go home with Taylor just as the rest of the Grey clan arrives. Grace, Carrett, Mia, Elliott, grandma and grandpa Trevelyan and Kate the newest addition. They all gaze at little Theodore asleep in his cot, Grace weeps while wiping her eyes with a monogrammed handkerchief…geez do all the Grey's have those I suppose I should get some done if Christian hasn't already I think to myself which makes me giggle. I look at Carrett to see Grace wiping his eyes, apparently he's weeping too and in that moment I realize they all love Theodore and unlike his father he will never want for love he will never for a day wonder what it feels like or doubt that he is love.
Mia sits on the bed next to me and I realize she has a big shopping bag and from it she takes out a christening gown. On my many shopping trips preparing for little Blip I didn't think to get one I hadn't even thought about his christening, I'm totally grateful to Mia but not pleased that she has spent thousands of dollars on it…apparently our son will be wearing baby Versace at his christening. Mia gives me a wicked look and pulls out the sexiest nursing bra I've ever seen it's all lacy and blue. She says "this is for Christian" and smirks, Grace blushes and says "Mia". "What mom…the sooner they get started on my niece the sooner I can take her to fashion week" now I flush and roll my eyes thankful Christian isn't there.
We're on our way home, Christian is driving and Teddy and I are in the back. I had asked him why Taylor didn't pick us up and he stated quite firmly that it was a man's duty and honor to drive his wife and son home from the hospital. As I stare out the window I think of how Christian has easily fallen into the father role and how far we've come. As we drive up our drive way I say to Teddy "welcome home" and I know we are going to be happy, Christian, Teddy and I, my family.