October 13, 2003
Having a baby in the house drastically changed everything. There were dozens of diaper changes and feedings. Cries always rang out throughout the house, but Bosco loved it. He loved being a father. He loved when those large blue eyes twinkled when he looked at him. He loved letting Vincent's tiny hands tighten on his. He loved brushing the small wisps of golden brown hair atop of his head.
Bosco pulled himself out of bed. It was his turn. It was seven am and he and Faith had only gotten three hours of sleep. He shuffled into the nursery and picked up the screaming baby.
"Hey there, big guy." He cradled his son in his arm and grabbed the bottle off of the floor. "Let's go downstairs and see if your brother and sister are ready for school." Bosco walked downstairs to find Emily and Charlie eating some cereal. "Morning."
"Morning." Emily smiled, "Vincent keeping you up?"
"Just a tad." Bosco chuckled putting Vincent in his swing. The baby started to scream as soon as Bosco stepped away, "Vinny, don't do that." Bosco picked him up again and Vincent went silent. Emily and Charlie giggled together.
"We gotta go. The school us will be at the stop soon." Emily said.
"All right." Bosco said as he bounced the newborn in his arms.
"We need lunch." Emily said, "Last night was your turn to make it for us." Bosco looked at the task calendar Faith had made for them. He groaned loudly.
"Sorry. We've been a little preoccupied." He said grabbing his wallet from his jacket, "Here. Buy some lunch at school." Charlie groaned.
"Fine." They both said taking the money and heading for the door. Charlie turned and looked at Bosco.
"Don't forget you have two other kids." He said as they both left. Bosco sighed deeply.
"I know." He whispered going into the living room. Bosco and Vincent snuggled down into the comfort of the couch. Bosco laid his son on his chest and closed his eyes.
"How are my boys?" Faith asked as she walked into the Living room.
"Tired an hungry." Bosco said.
"And how's Vinny?" She giggled easing herself down in front of the couch.
"Content." Bosco said as he rubbed his son's back.
"He seems to always be when he's with you." Faith smiled looking at them. Vincent opened his blue eyes and yawned. "Good morning buddy, you certainly did keep us up last night."
"Take him." Bosco gently took Vincent off of him and handed him to his mother. Faith smiled as she cradled her son in her arms. He immediately started to claw at her chest.
"Yes. Here you go." She chuckled as she lifted her shirt up and helped her son Latch on. Bosco smiled softly.
"That's a beautiful sight." He said watching the two of them. Faith smiled slightly.
"You like breasts regardless of what they're doing." She said.
"True, but what you're doing is amazing." He said, "Feeding our son. You're giving him what he needs to survive and grow. I think that's utterly amazing." Faith smiled looking down at Vincent.
"It is amazing." She said softly. There was nothing more powerful than spending this bonding time with her son.
October 27th, 2003
Faith stared at herself in the mirror. She definitely had to loose some of this pregnancy weight before she would be able to fi back into her uniform. She sighed deeply. How would she be able to in two weeks?
"Fat cow." She mumbled to herself and walked into the bathroom.
"You better not of been talking to yourself just then." Bosco said as he washed the shaving cream off of his face.
"I was." Faith said turning the shower on.
"You're not fat." Bosco said.
"I so am." Faith said pulling her shirt off.
"You just had a baby four weeks ago, Faith. You're not fat, promise." He said.
"Whatever." Faith mumbled throwing her pants and panties into the hamper. Bosco sighed deeply as he watched her climb into the shower.
"Well, I think you're perfect and incredibly sexy." He said. Faith shrugged as she wet her aching body under the spray. Bosco undid his own shirt and got into the shower.
"Get out." Faith mumbled.
"I'm not going anywhere." Bosco said as he wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her body close to his. "You can push me away as much as you want, but I find you very attractive."
"We're not having sex." She said, "I can't yet." Bosco chuckled.
"Can't I be in the shower with my wife without having sex with her?" He asked, "Let me wash your hair."
"Knock yourself out." Faith said. Bosco smiled softly. He kissed her neck tenderly and grabbed the bottle of shampoo.
"I always thought you had beautiful hair." He said. Faith chuckled.
"You're such a liar." She smiled as Bosco started to lather her hair.
"I'm not lying." he said, "Silky blond hair. What more could I ask for?"
"Oh, I don't know. A million dollars or peace on earth." Faith smiled as she turned around.
"Would rather have you." he winked as he ran his fingers through her hair, letting the water rinse the soap out. Faith closed her eyes with a smile. She pressed her body close to her husbands.
"Well, thanks." She said.
"Feel sexy and hot yet?" He asked. Faith shook her head.
"Not particularly." She said. Bosco leaned down and kissed Faith's neck again. She shuddered as she closed her eyes. Bosco smiled. She was giving in. Bosco wrapped his arms around her, running his hands down her slick back
"How about now?" Bosco asked. He was definitely getting excited being this close to her.
"No." Faith mumbled. Bosco smiled softly as he took the soap in his hands and started to wash all her curves. Faith bit her lip. Even if it got extremely hot in here, they couldn't do anything. Faith's body wasn't ready to have sex just yet.
"Well, we'll see hwat we can do about that." He said, letting his soapy hands wash the back of Faith's thighs. She sighed deeply. Bosco ran his hands to the front her body. His hands cupped her breasts causing her to gasp loudly.
"Sensitive." She groaned. Bosco smirked looking at her.
"I figured as much." He said.
"Evil man." Faith whispered.
"I know." Bosco carefully washed Faith's chest. He was torturing himself by doing this. He was counting the days until he could bury himself into his wife again.
"Oh god." Faith whispered, "I need to make love to you."
"Not yet." Bosco said, "I don't want you to hurt yourself." Faith sighed deeply.
"I know." She pressed herself against his obvious erection, causing Bosco to shudder. They could indulge in a little pleasue couldn't they?
"F-Feeling sexy yet?" He asked running his hand up her legs.
"Oh yes." She whispered. Bosco groaned as he kissed Faith's neck tenderly. She drew in a deep breath just as Vincent's cries came through th emonitor resting on the sink's top. "Shit."
"Let him cry." Bosco whispered. Faith shook her head as she pulled away.
"No. He needs a diaper change and a feeding." She said looking at her husband. "We can continue this later." Bosco sighed deeply.
"Yeah. Sure we can." He reached behind her and turned the shower off. She smiled at him and kissed his chest.
"Thank you for making me feel better." She said stepping out of the shower. Bosco smiled slightly. So, it did work. He looked down at his crotch, just with some unexpected results.
