It was around midnight when Sara and Greg went to go get Bethany. They walked into the room for the last time. Sara just stopped and looked around; she was taking her baby home. Was she ready, could she really do this? Greg looked over at Sara with a smile.
"Come on, she is waiting." Greg whispered in her ear.
Sara walked up to where Bethany had been. Everything was ready for her to go. The nurse showed Sara how to keep Bethany bundled, but still buckle her into her seat. Sara gave every nurse in the room a hug and thanked them for taking care of her baby. Sara had wanted to carry her out, but the rules were she had to be in her car seat. Greg carried Bethany and Sara carried all the stuff she had gotten. Sara was going to put all the doll clothe they had bought for her to wear in a special box when she got home.
After about 30 minutes trying to figure out the damn car seat they were on their way home. Sara and Greg had turned off the music so they could hear if she made any noise.
"Thanks for coming with me Greg." Sara said.
"Not a problem. I just hate that Nick had to work." Greg said.
Sara gave him a knowing look. "Sure you are."
"Okay so I get to bring the baby home and I'm happy about it." Greg said as he stuck out his tongue. The rest of the ride was done in silence. After they got home, Sara took Bethany into her and Nick's room and laid her down. She just watched her for what seemed like forever.
"Hey Sara, can I crash on your couch?" Greg asked.
"Sure go ahead."
Nick came home later that night to find Greg crashed on the couch and Sara in the bedroom feeding Bethany.
"Hey honey." Nick said after giving her a kiss.
"Hey. This is the second time she's been hungry and I've found she likes to sleep on her tummy." Sara said with a smile.
"Just like her mom."
The next couple of weeks went by in a blur. People came and went. They wanted Sara to bring Bethany to the lab, but she wasn't taking her anywhere till the doctor told her Bethany was big enough. Two weeks after Bethany was brought home Sara had to go to work. Sara had found a really nice lady to watch Bethany while her and Nick worked. (A/N: My mom actually quit her job and watches Bethany for me)
19 months later
"Momma, Momma" came a little voice from the living room.
"What baby doll?" Sara asked.
Bethany walked into the kitchen with the biggest shit eating grin you had ever seen.
"Okay, what did you get into?"
"Momma, Momma"
The first year of Bethany's life had been great. She was really small for her age. At her 18 month check up she was 19.5 pounds and 30 inches long. But she could run and keep up with the best of them. The only real problem they had was her sight. She had to get glasses and a patch to fix her wondering eye. They had gone back to the eye doctor and were told it was working and that another four to six month with the patch should be enough but the glasses were a forever thing. Bethany was near sighted.
Sara walked into Bethany's room to find one of the table's turned over and all her diapers around the floor.
"Did you make this mess?" Sara asked.
Bethany shook her head. For not being about to talk every much she know what you were talking about. Sara just laughed and picked her up.
Sara and Nick had decided that when Bethany was three they would start to try for another one, but for right now Bethany was all she cared about right now.
The End.
(A/N: Okay I'm sure ya'll are read the beginning and are thinking GREG, but my husband had to work so my brother went with me to get Bethany. And if you are wondering why midnight, because my grandfather passed away the day we brought her home and I had to go to Waco to get my brother. The part about the glasses and her weight at her check up is correct. She is really really tiny. And this past weekend she started to say momma, before it was nothing but dada. Also I just want to note that I do have a step daughter, but I didn't know how to fit her in the story.
