So excuse me forgetting
But these things I do
See I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is
What I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

Ellie Goulding - Your Song

February 2018

By the time Molly was two months old, everyone had settled into a routine. Carlie had gone back to work part-time since she didn't want to be the mother who was so tired to see her children after a full day of work. Molly went into day care while both parents were at work.

Managing a ten-year-old and a two-month-old at the same time was difficult especially since one needed the attention more than the other but Will was more than happy to help out with Molly. He was the only one who could get her to go to sleep at night.

The one thing that hadn't been expected was the wave of unconditional love Wendell had for his daughter. He knew that he would love her when he saw her in the twelve week scan. He loved Will like he was his own and would die for both of them.

Even though she was only a couple of months old, Molly was a total daddy's girl. His new favorite time of day was coming home to find his two favorite girls on the couch together, the baby's soft petal like lips suckling on the sweet milk being provided.

They were more like an old married couple rather than young parents. They hadn't resumed intercourse since Molly was born. Wendell wasn't going to push her at any point because he wanted Carlie to feel comfortable and with breasts that could leak at any moment and still feeling a little sore, that wasn't going to be possible.

One night while he was watching her sleep, a small smile crept onto his face. He wanted to marry her but did she want to marry him? He loved her, she loved him. They were bound together by a small human being and he would be more than happy to remain in co-habitation with her.

"I'm going to do it." he whispered.

bxbxbxbxbxb

Wendell glanced at the rings set in front of him.

'There is no way in hell that I can afford any of these. Not if I want to eat for the next month. But this is the woman who has just had my baby and who I love very much.'

"Need any help?" the saleswoman asked "She must be someone really special."

"Yeah."

"Is she an outgoing woman or does she prefer low key?"

"She prefers low key. Class rather than garish. Hence why I am not getting the biggest rock I can find."

"I think I may have the right ring."

bxbxbxbxbxb

Later that evening when they managed to get both kids to sleep - Molly being the more stubborn one - the couple reclined on the couch, her head on his lap.

"Remember when we were rarely exhausted?" Carlie asked.

"A little." he answered. He raked his hands through her hair. "How was your day?"

"Um, well, I got spat up on, loads of crying and changes. How was your day?"

"I had a dead person to look at."

"No change there yet. Oh my God, when did we turn into an old married couple?"

"No idea." he said smiling. "Is it a bad thing?"

"Not the married part. The old part I am concerned about. I'm twenty-seven. We should be snogging all the time not giving each other a kiss on the cheek at the end of the day."

"So you wouldn't mind if I asked you to marry me?"

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Would that answer your question?"

"Yeah." He sat her up and got off the couch and got on one knee. He pulled out the ring he bought earlier and opened the box revealing a white gold ring with four clear diamonds.

"Oh my God." she said looking stunned at the ring.

"Will you marry me?"

"Yeah, I will." she said pulling him up and kissed him. He smiled and kissed her back. He flipped over so she was straddling his lap.

"I love you so much." he said between kisses. Her hands went to his shirt buttons and he let go of her lips for a moment. "Are you sure?"

"Feels like the right time. I love you too." she responded continuing until she pulled the shirt off him.

bxbxbxbxbxb

"It's a beautiful ring." Carlie said lying on Wendell's chest looking at the ring. "Must have cost a lot of money."

"You're worth it." he said kissing her damp forehead his fingers stroking her bare back. "How are you feeling? Did it hurt?"

"I would have alerted you if I was in pain. It was perfect." she said kissing his lips softly. A wail was heard from their daughter's room.

"I'll get her." he said kissing her forehead again before grabbing his boxers of the floor and pulled them on. "She's probably just hungry."

"Bottle's in the fridge."

He walked out of their room and into the infant's room where he found her thrashing her arms and legs.

"Hey, Molls." he said cradling her. "What do you want something to eat?" he asked trying to sooth her by bouncing up and down. Once he had sterilised her bottle he sat with her on the couch as she suckled.

Looking into Molly's blue eyes, he remembered one of the last things Vincent said to him before he died.

"One day you are going to meet the woman of your dreams. You will marry her and have lots of blonde haired children. And you'll be happy. Whereas for me I'll have a string of loveless relationships with no real meaning."

"Your Uncle Vincent was right. I am happy." he said.