7 Months:

Christine's father, Jack, hadn't seen Abby yet so he wanted to come and visit.

Christine was pretty nervous; Jack had never really cared for Harry. He didn't take it very well when Christine had told him they were getting married. Eventually (by the time of the wedding) he had seemed to wrap his mind around the fact. But now he was coming to see them and their child.

It was the night before Jack arrived. Harry and Christine were sitting up in bed reading quietly while Abby slept across the room. Harry noticed that Christine wasn't reading, but basically just staring at the book. Harry nudged her arm gently, "Hey, you okay?"

Christine jumped slightly, "Yeah… I'm fine."

Harry knew that she wasn't, "Liar." He said with a goofy voice.

She couldn't help but smile, "I know."

Harry wrapped his arm around her, "This is about you're father coming isn't it?"

Christine nodded and sighed, "Yeah, I love my father but he really has a way of stressing me out! I still haven't fully recovered from taking care of Abby when she had her cold. I don't have the energy for him, I hate to say."

Harry nodded,

She continued, "I just hope this isn't like the last time he was here, well other than the wedding… You remember don't you?

"Yes, I definitely remember. I still haven't been in the mood for a salad!"

Christine giggled, "I know, I'm still sorry about that."

"It wasn't your fault. But let's not dwell on that—everything will be fine. He's only going to be here for a couple of days anyways, and with Abby around there will be a distraction."

Christine smiled, "You're right." She kissed him then they looked over at their daughter sleeping peacefully. The atmosphere at that moment just seemed to be so comforting. They all were warm, healthy, happy, safe, and together. They couldn't ask for more. Harry and Christine didn't say anything else; there was no need to. They happily fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next day went very well. Abigail wasn't too fussy and she let Jack hold her for a long time. She even fell asleep in his arms. Once she woke up all she wanted was to be held. She was very content sitting on someone's lap and grabbing anything in site. Whenever Christine or Harry tried to set her down she's cry. Jack didn't think it was too good that she was clingy to people.

"She shouldn't keep crying whenever you set her down." Jack said sternly.

Christine glanced at Harry, not knowing what to say, "Well… we spend a lot of time with her… so I guess she's just used to being with us."

"I see…"

There was an awkward pause.

Harry questioned, "Is that a problem?"

"I guess not, I'm just saying that she won't always be able to be with you, so you shouldn't get her used to that. Or you... That's all."

Harry and Christine were silent; it never occurred to them that before they know it Abby would be older. She wouldn't need them to be around so much. Eventually she'd be moving out and starting her own life. A bunch of different emotions came to Christine all of a sudden. She quickly ran into the bedroom.

Without saying anything, Harry handed Abby to Jack and quickly ran after Christine. As he went into the bedroom he found Christine on the bed crying. He sat next to her and put his arms around her.

"There, there, Christine, don't cry…"

"I can't help it. Abigail may be little now but soon enough she'll have her own baby. I never realized how fast this was going to by."

Harry felt the same way she did, "I know… but we shouldn't waste this time upset or worried about when her growing up. We need to enjoy the time we have now."

Christine looked at Harry who wiped her tears, "I know, you're right. It just seems so… I can't think of the word."

"Hard, frightening, maybe even a bit unfair?"

She nodded, "All of those."

Harry quickly kissed her then hugged her for a minute or two until Christine added, "It's also exciting… you know, seeing whom she'll turn out to be and everything."

Harry smiled, "Definitely. I'm sure she'll turn out to be a great person…" he paused and turned Christine's head so he could see her eyes. "Just like her mother."

Christine smiled and put her hand on Harry's cheek, "And just like her father…"

With that they shared another kiss and went back the living room to be with Jack and their darling daughter.