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-xGuiltyxPleasure-: Thanks for reviewing! I got the title idea from the song, but this story isn't about Savannah loving her dog (: She doesn't even have one, lol. It's really based on the love for her favorite boys, which is Dan and her son. The song will probably be repeated throughout the story, because I thought it would be a cute idea if the song was a song she sang to Isaac (:
This chapter's a bit on the short side. I didn't know what else to add, so hopefully you guys still like it. I'll try to get more in the third chapter.
"Please calm down, Zac…" Savannah whispered, swaying from side to side as she lightly bounced Isaac in her arms.
Isaac was six weeks old already. Savannah couldn't believe how quickly time flew by. A few days after Isaac was born, the tests the doctors did on him came in, and thankfully, he was perfectly fine with no mental retardation in sight. Savannah had been told that it was highly unlikely, but they assured her that if it would make her feel better, they'd do the tests anyways. She was glad she had them do the tests, otherwise it would have bothered her for the rest of her life.
Another scream erupted through the room and Savannah sighed, patting his diaper lightly. "You're okay, buddy, just calm down," she said.
Savannah sat down in the rocking chair and she rocked back and forth as she got herself situated to nurse Isaac for the fourth time that afternoon. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the chair, hoping to relax herself. She smiled a little, as if she were getting an idea, and she lifted her head up, looking at Isaac. "Y'know what? Mommy's gonna sing you a song… It was supposed to be for a dog, but we'll just pretend it was for you, okay? It can be our special song, how 'bout that?"
She smiled, when Isaac looked up to her, and she let his hand wrap around her finger as she started singing lightly, "When a sign of the times is the times are extremely tough, when you look at the world and the world that you see is rough, when you feel like a long lost pup, and you need some cheering up, sit back relax and watch us do our stuff… We're gonna sit and shake your hand, that's how it starts, we're gonna nose our nosy way into your hearts, we'll sing and bark in two-part harmony, you're gonna love us that's our guarantee, we'll bow together on the count of three, me and my boy, my boy and me. We make the perfect pair, we've got that savoir-faire… Me and my boy, me and my boy, me and my boy, my boy and me…"
She giggled lightly. "That's a silly song, huh? You know what it's about? …Other than a dog. It's about sticking together. It's about loving. And you know what? I love you. And I think we can stick together, as long as you give me as much sleep as possible. We're gonna make that song our special song for sure."
Savannah watched Isaac's eyes close slowly, and she let out a small sigh, still not fully believing that she and Dan created such a perfect, beautiful, amazing human being. Just six short weeks ago, he'd been scrunched up inside her, and now he was scrunched up against her, just like he always is when he nurses, sleeps, or is held by his mommy. He didn't scrunch up with anyone else like that, just her. She felt special.
"You have a good voice."
Savannah looked up and smiled, seeing Marti's mother, Wanda at the door way. "Hey, Wanda."
"I hope you don't mind that I came with Marti. I just wanted to see how you and the little man were doing," Wanda said, walking over to the rocker. She smiled, gazing at Isaac. "He is a beauty. You and Dan sure did good."
Savannah laughed a little. "Yeah, we like to think so, too."
"How's the sleep?"
"It could be better, but I'm not complaining."
"You'll get used to it. He'll start sleeping through the night better once he's on an actual schedule."
"Oh god, I have to put him on a schedule? Why didn't I think of that?"
"You're a first time mom, you're not gonna know everything at first. When do you put him to bed?"
"About eight."
"When do you go to bed?"
"Eleven."
"Put him to bed when you go to bed. That way, if he does wake up in the middle of the night, it'll be later into the night, and hopefully only once or twice until it's time for you to wake up for school."
"Hm. I might just have to try that tonight."
"Savannah, what is with all the bottles in the fridge?" Marti asked, walking into the nursery.
"I have to pump if he's sleeping or not hungry. We save them for when we have to go out somewhere. I got yelled at for nursing him at The Rat."
"First of all, why did you take him to a bar? Second, there's no rule against it."
"Apparently, there is."
"There's not. If you need to feed that baby, you feed him," Wanda said. "No matter where you are. Just throw a receiving blanket over your shoulder so you're not flashing anybody."
"I wasn't flashing, I had a blanket covering him and I got complaints. To begin with, I was in a corner table. Why can't people just not look if they don't like it?" Savannah said, looking at Isaac. "Hey, hey. Don't bite, Mommy's still sore."
"Because they're idiots."
"Savannah, tell your sister to call your phone if she needs to talk to you," Dan called out.
Savannah sighed. "I don't even have my phone. Are you sure that's your phone?"
"…Nope, it's yours."
"Bring it here, dummy."
Dan walked into the nursery and he handed Savannah her phone. "What are the Perkinses doing here?"
"Uh, visiting? Doesn't take a genius to get that."
"We can't stay, I just wanted to see the little one," Wanda said. "I hope that sleeping schedule works. It worked for me."
"Thanks, Wanda."
"Lewis and Alice say hi," Marti said. "They wanna see him soon."
"I'll bring him tomorrow."
"I'll let them know. See you later."
Savannah looked at Dan as Marti and Wanda left the room. "Your son's a boob guy."
"Just like his daddy, smart boy," Dan said, walking over to the rocker. "How's he doing?"
"Okay… He was really fussy before I started feeding him. I feel like I'm feeding him too much, but I hate it when he throws fits like that. Nothing else calms him down except nursing him. I lost his damn binky somewhere, so I can't even try that."
"Maybe he has colic. Have you taken him to the doctor?"
"No. I didn't even think about that. If he's still fussy tomorrow I'll make an appointment," she said, dialling Charlotte's phone number.
"I'm gonna go make lunch. What do you want?"
"I don't care, whatever you're making is fine."
"Okay," Dan said, kissing her lips.
"Hello?" Charlotte asked from the other line.
"Hey," Savannah said. "Did you call me?"
"Yeah, I was calling to see if you'd babysit Andrew for me tonight."
"How long?"
"Overnight."
"For what?"
"I'm going to a party to celebrate Kathy's birthday."
"So, you'd rather go our drinking with Nasty Kathy, rather than stay at home with your son."
"She hates it when you call her that."
"Maybe if she weren't so disgusting, I'd stop calling her that. Come on, Charlotte. You can't seriously expect me to watch your kid, just so you can go to a damn party and get drunk."
"I'd do it for you…"
"No, you'd hand him off to Mom and Dad. I can't do it, Charlotte."
"Come on, Vannah, please?"
"Charlotte, I have my own baby to take care of."
"He sleeps most of the time, what's it gonna hurt for his cousin to come visit him?"
"A lot, considering Andy doesn't know how to keep his damn fingers out of my kid's mouth, when they aren't washed as often as they should be. I'm sorry, Char. I can't do it. Isaac's been really fussy lately, and I might need to take him to the doctor's office, and I don't want an extra kid to have to tow around with me."
Charlotte sighed. "Fine… It's nice to know a sister can count on another sister."
"Don't play that with me. I know you. You're gonna get wasted and I'll have to keep your kid for more than just overnight. I have my own baby to worry about. I don't need yours to add on to it."
Savannah sighed when she heard a dial tone, and she looked at Isaac. "Your Auntie Char is a drama queen."
Savannah let out a small breath, letting the warm water hit her back. Being up with Isaac most of last night, plus all of today, and sitting in that rocking chair made her back kink up. The water felt great against the knots. She hoped Isaac got over his fits soon, because they were really irritating her. Sometimes, she just let him cry it out, and she felt horrible for it, but she didn't know what else to do. She didn't want him spoiled, by holding him every time he cried.
She jumped, feeling an arm wrap around her, but let out a small breath, and leaned into Dan, closing her eyes. "Hi, Babe…"
"Hi. You okay? You've been in here for a while," Dan said.
"I'm fine, my back just hurts."
"The chair?"
"Yeah."
"Well, how about when we're done here, I give you a back massage? You'll feel better."
"As long as you can work on me while I'm sleep, it'd be fantastic."
"Falling asleep during a massage is a good thing, it means you're relaxed."
"Get me as relaxed as possible then, because I'll need it."
"That can be arranged."
Savannah felt Dan's hand sliding over her stomach, and she opened her eyes, when he brushed over her thigh. He pulled her against her, and slid his hand over her slowly, making her moan lightly.
"Not in here…" Savannah said. "When we get out… I want you."
"Want me, huh?"
Savannah nodded. "It's been an extremely long six weeks… But, next time, we're waiting until the next baby is born before having sex."
"Aw… I like our sex… We can call it our mommy daddy time."
"Well, we're waiting on mommy daddy time until we know we're safe."
"Whyyy?"
"Because mommy daddy time broke my water."