August 4th, 2004

They were parents. It was such a strange feeling. They were responsible someone's life. Portia was a nice baby but she cried a lot. It was a shock to have a newborn. Portia's screams were heard through out the house. Greg grunted.

"Can't she sleep?" He mumbled.

"No." Jing-Mei whispered, "I got her last time." Greg nodded and slid out of bed. The screams grew louder as he walked into the nursery.

"PJ, daddy is here." Greg went to the crib and picked up the screaming bundle. He would never get used to this. "Hush up now, PJ."

He sat in the rocking chair and soon began to rock her back to sleep. She was precious. Portia cuddled into her father's chest. Greg yawned. "That's right. Go back to sleep." Soon, he heard his daughter snore. he smiled as he put her back into her crib. "Let us sleep now." Greg kissed her pudgy cheek and headed back to his bedroom to sleep.

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The sun upon her eyes and the screams of her daughter woke, Jing-Mei up. She glanced at her fiancee. he wasn't even stirring. She guessed it was her time to get Portia. She slid out of bed.

"Mommy is here." Jing-Mei picked the baby up, "You're wet. I'll change you." She lay her daughter onto the changing table and the baby stopped screaming. her brown eyes began to sparkle.

"That's my happy little girl." Jing-Mei chuckled as she changed the wet diaper. "Do you want to go bother daddy?" The baby cooed and Jing-Mei chuckled. "Just as I thought."

Jing-Mei picked her daughter up as she walked back to the bedroom. Portia gnawed on Jing-Mei's shoulder. She chuckled softly as she sat on the bedside. Greg was still sound asleep. Jing-Mei placed the baby on his chest. Greg grunted.

"PJ wants you to get up and play." She said.

"Tell her I'm sleeping." Greg said.

"If Mommy can't sleep then daddy can't sleep." Jing-Mei said.

"Yeah right." He opened his eyes and looked down at his daughter. Greg chuckled softly. "Why do you have to be so damn good looking?" Jing-Mei smiled.

"Because she has us for parents." She said laying back down on the bed. Greg looked at her with a coy smile.

"Thank you for giving her to me, Jing-Mei." he said.

"No need to thank me. We both were in on this together." She said.

"I know, but you know what I mean." Greg said, "I may be extremely tired, but PJ is a blessing. I don't know how I lived without her for so long." Jing-Mei smiled softly watching them.

"I love you, Greg." She said. Greg looked at her.

"I love you too, baby." He said. it was true. He was the happiest when he was with her and now that they had Portia...He was...perfect.

August 18th, 2004

Portia sat in her swing scrunching up her face at Greg. She stuck out her tongue and blinked her eyes. Greg chuckled softly at her.

"You're wacko, PJ." He said picking her up. "Come on." He patted her back as they walked downstairs. Jing-Mei was sitting at the kitchen table freaking out about the wedding. It was less than a month away.

"We have an extra guest and I don't know where to put her." Jing-Mei said.

"Put her at the bar." He said, "Look at our princess." Jing-Mei looked at Portia.

"Hey, baby." She smiled, "Do you have everything ready, Greg?"

"Yes, Mother." He said, "Tux is all pressed. I check on PJ's dress this morning."

"Thanks." She looked away from her daughter. Greg sighed softly. Jing-Mei was very stressed lately. He had to do something. He smiled.

"Get your shoes on we're going out." He said. Jing-Mei looked at him.

"Huh?" She asked.

"We're going out for lunch. just the three of us." he said. Jing-Mei shook her head.

"I have too much to do." She responded.

"I don't care. We're going out for lunch so get your shoes on." Greg said. Jing-Mei smirked and nodded.

"Sure. That sounds wonderful.

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Greg carried Portia proudly in his arms as they walked into the restaurant. The hostess smiled at them.

"Two for nonsmoking." Jing-Mei smiled softly.

"Certainly. Right this way." The hostess led them into a small area of the restaurant. it was almost empty. Jing-Mei was thankful for that.

"This was such a great idea." She said.

"I know that. That's why I suggested that we go out." Greg winked.

"You're a clever man. that's why I'm marrying you." She said sitting down in a chair and Greg settled Portia's car seat on a spare chair.

"That better not be the only reason." He said.

"Yup. It is." Jing-Mei said as the waitress walk up to the table.

"My name is Meg and I'll be your server tonight." She said, "Can I start you off with something to drink?"

"I'll just take a sprite." Jing-Mei said.

"Coffee for me thanks." Greg said. Meg nodded.

"All right. I'll be right back." She said as Jing-Mei took Portia out of her seat.

"Hello, Pumpkin." She smiled. Portia cooed. A woman at the table next to them looked at Portia.

"Is that yours?" She asked. Greg nodded with proudness.

"Yes. Portia." He said. The woman looked at her friend.

"I figured as much." She said. Jing-Mei glanced at her.

"Excuse me?" She asked. The woman looked at her.

"People like you shouldn't have children together is all I think." She said. Greg glared at her.

"People like us?" He asked. She nodded.

"Chinks and niggers shouldn't mix." She said. Jing-Mei gasped holding Portia close to her.

"How dare you use those words in front of my daughter." She stood up, "You should be ashamed of yourself you bitter old bat. Greg, come on. We're not eating here."

"Gladly." Greg growled and grabbed her car seat. he and Jing-Mei walked out of the restaurant. Greg looked at his fiancee. "Are you all right?" She glanced at him.

"I can't believe that woman." Jing-Mei said.

"There are many more people out there like her." Greg said going to the car.

"I know. I just wish Portia hadn't been exposed to them at an early age." She said. She absolutely hated this. Why did there have to be rude people in this world?

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