Chapter 13: Anniversary

~Bella~

Why did I have to pick the rainiest day to go in to town and get my husband's present? I found myself wondering that as I finished packing our daughter's diaper bag for her stay at Esme and Carlisle's. Unlike me, Renesmee had little to worry over as she rested in her swing sucking her fingers while she held her baby. Jasper, Emmett and Edward had gone with Carlisle into Boston, and I wondered what my husband was up to. I knew when I took Renesmee to the other house Alice would make a fuss because I'd left my daughter in her yellow sleeper, the one that didn't have any sorts of designs on it. I was also expecting to find Renesmee dressed up when I returned, but kind of hoped Esme would step in and make my sisters behave. My baby wasn't a doll, though I knew they meant well.

Once I had everything my baby needed and all I needed, I went to her swing and turned it off bringing it to a halt with my right hand. "Are you ready to go see your aunts?"

When she heard me, Renesmee looked up at me keeping her fingers where they were as I lifted her out and moved her from the swing to her carrier. I got her rattle and shook it hoping she would pull her fingers out of her mouth so I could get her strapped in and keep her happy, but she wasn't interested and was really mad at me by the time I got her in the back seat of the car. I tried winding her stuffed Dumbo so she she could listen to him but she kept crying so I gave up and got in the front. I started the car liking the fact that you could barely hear the engine. I'd gotten used to my Guardian and didn't feel so self conscious driving it around, especially since I had a baby in the back seat.

The whole ride to the other house was eardrum breaking as Renesmee threw a major fit. I put in the CD of soft music Edward had burned for her, but even that didn't help. As I pulled my car into Carlisle and Esme's garage my daughter screamed, something she only did when she was truly angry. I'd been ready to let Esme or Rose get her, but didn't want to leave her when she was so upset. Esme came out of the house greeting us as I opened the back door, and took the diaper bag for me while I freed my daughter from the seat settling her against my shoulder. "Your okay now, I'm sorry, baby," I whispered rubbing her back.

Inside I went into their spacious family room and sat down in the restored Victorian Rocking Chair and was glad my baby was finally settling down.

"You need to get a cashiers check from the bank for that book," Alice said as she walked into the room from upstairs.

"Why?" I asked as Renesmee lifted her head away from my shoulder for a moment to glance over at her aunt. My baby took in a deep breath and let it out before she tucked her arms between her body and my chest and settled her cheek back against my shoulder.

Alice was watching us for a moment then seemed to realize I'd asked her a question, "He's going to try and bump up the price, but if you present him with that he won't give you any trouble. Do you want me to come with you?"

"I think that would be wise," I told her as Esme came ready to spend time with her granddaughter. I stood up letting her take my place in the rocking chair. As I stood up Renesmee lifted her head again looking into my eyes sleepily. "Are you ready to have some fun with Grandma?"

My baby reached out with her tiny hand and patted my lips. When I kissed her fingers she smiled at me, and I felt the same guilt I always did when I had to leave her. When School started in the next few weeks I wasn't sure how I was going to cope with being gone from her so much. Once I'd give her a kiss and a hug I settled her down in Esme's arms, and walked away as she started to fuss.

Alice was already in the kitchen waiting and since it was still pouring outside I didn't mind letting her drive. Once we were on the road my sister seemed to notice my lack of wanting to talk. "Are you thinking about school?"

"Yes, and leaving her so much. I know we do that already a few hours a day, but this seems so much more committed and she's so young."

"I think you two will handle things pretty good, and if it gets to be too much you can always cut back to only taking a few classes a week instead of a full load. You've got plenty of time to do this."

I knew she was right but there was always that part of me that pushed to do the most I could. For the remainder of the trip in to town Alice talked about the trip she and Jasper were taking to go see Tanya and her family in Denali. After parking the car on the sidewalk next to the store, Alice and I hurried from there to the store. The man who ran it was older and his eyes focused on Alice.

"My sister and I are here to pick up a pick she ordered, King Arthur," Alice said.

"Right, that will be five hundred dollars."

It was my turn to deal, "I took the liberty of getting a cashiers check from my bank the other day when you quoted the price of three fifty," I told him as I laid the check on his counter.

For a second I didn't think he was going to go for it. After he took the check he handed me the book. "Nice doing business with you two lovely ladies."

When we were back in the car I took the book out of the bag opening it carefully. It was in great condition for such an old book and I really hoped Edward would like it. "I wish I knew what he had planned," I mumbled hoping Alice would tell me but she hummed to herself keeping quiet

Back at the house I found my daughter asleep against Esme's shoulder as her grandma sat at the computer in the downstairs office looking over some sort of blueprints. My mother-in-law turned to face me after she clicked out of the application, "She's been asleep since you two left," Esme said gently rocking her.

I'd intended on taking Renesmee home with me but could use the free time to get a few things done around the house. "Why don't you bring her back when she wakes up," I suggested. I knew how much Esme liked taking care of her and had come to appreciate all the support we got from our family. Before leaving, I went over and gave Esme a hug leaning forward and placing a soft kiss to my baby's cheek.

At home, the first thing I did was get the breast pump and while that was going on I got on my computer and tried to figure out what I wanted to write out for my husband. What could I tell him that he didn't already know. As I sat looking at the blank screen I thought about our life over the past year of our marriage and what a whirl wind it had been. I thought about how much he did for me and how much control it took for him to be with me. Like his father, Edward had mastered his blood lust desires and I was grateful.

Once I was done pumping I got back to my current project and began to type out what I was feeling in my heart right then hoping my husband wouldn't think I was the biggest sap that ever walked the planet. When It was done, I read it and decided to keep it like it was not wanting to change the words. I went up to our office on the third floor and got into the print program before remembering some of the pictures on my digital.

By the time Esme came to the house with my baby, Edward's present was wrapped and hidden safely in my part of our closet. It was getting late and as I carried my tired baby into the house my cell started going off.

"It's your daddy," I told Renesmee as she looked at the phone and then me.

"I was missing you," I told him as I walked up stairs with Renesmee still watching me.

"I've missed you too. We are on our way back, but it will be pretty late when I get home."

In our bathroom with my phone pressed between my ear and my shoulder, I turned on the bath water in our large tub. I needed a bath and the baby needed one too.

"I'll be waiting for you," I told him.

Once we hung up, I left the water running and went to Renesmee's room getting a clean diaper and a white nightgown with lacy ruffled sleeves that gathered up at the bottom. She was still watching me and I smiled at her. "Your daddy is coming home, but you'll have to wait to see him until you wake up in the morning," I said as she yawned.

Back in the bathroom, I turned off the bath before going back to my room and laying my baby down on the bed on her tummy. Renesmee yawned again and rubbed at her eyes while I got undressed pulling on a robe before I eased her on her back and unsnapped her sleeper. I'd never tried taking a bath with her before, but wasn't too worried about trying. I'd missed my baby and was ready to have her in my arms.

Once we were in the water I pulled my legs up and leaned her back against them getting her washcloth and dripping water over her belly. Renesmee looked down watching the water as it dripped on to her tummy before reaching a small hand out to grasp on the cloth. I let her have it and in a moment she was sucking on it. I used my hands to rub the baby bath on her careful to keep one hand soap free so she wouldn't slip and slide too much.

When I was ready to do her hair I sat up and cradled her in my arm, and as I got her hair wet Renesmee began to nurse. I got her hair washed with one hand pretty well and after the soap was rinsed out I settled back against the end of the tub feeling pretty tired. Knowing I'd fall asleep if I didn't watch myself, I got out of the water and grabbed my robe pulling it around both of us as my baby continued to feed.

I managed to get her patted dry, deciding to leave the rest for when she was finished. After, she had gone to sleep and I'd dressed her in that warm nightgown. I took her down the hall and put her down in her crib. She had done well sleeping in the one Charlie had for her and thought I felt selfish in a way, I was kind of ready to have my room back with just Edward and me at night.

~Edward~

Being away from Bella and our daughter all day had not been an easy thing to bare, but I'd wanted to go in to Boston to take care of a few things. The first was to get dinner reservations at a really nice reclusive restaurant, and the second was to get reservations at The Liberty Hotel for Friday night. Carlisle and Esme had already agreed to keep Renesmee during that time and I knew they were both looking forward to a longer time spent with her.

It was very quiet when I walked inside the house and I knew both of my girls were asleep. I made it up the stairs and in to Renesmee's room without a sound standing by her crib for a moment as I watched her sleep. My daughter stirred and lifted her head seeming to know I was there. "Shh," I whispered reaching down and rubbing my hand over her back.

Renesmee settled her head against the mattress and pulled her fingers into her mouth. I stayed with her rubbing her back and humming her lullaby until she went back to sleep.

In the bedroom I shared with my wife, I removed my clothes and strode into the bathroom taking a quick shower to warm my body before drying off and joining my wife in our bed. Bella turned over as I pulled her closer to me and opened her eyes. "We missed you today," my wife whispered placing her hand against my cheek. I put my hand over it and pulled it to my mouth kissing her palm.

"I missed both of you," I said feeling the need to do more than just rest beside her. Bella inched closer to me, pressing her hand against my chest. I reached for her as I rolled on my back pulling her on top of me as I gazed up into her eyes which were darker and desire filled.

She had on one of my shirts and as she sat up and began to unbutton it I moved her hands away. "Let me take care of that," I whispered undoing the first button and the second slowly. Her eye lids drifted shut as I moved my hand inside the shirt cupping it over one of her full breasts. As I began to gently squeeze and massage it Bella opened her eyes again leaning slightly forward to place her hands on my chest. While keeping her eyes on mine she lifted off of me and moved down my body. I felt the warmth of her entrance before she even touched me and restrained myself from driving up off the bed and into her inviting softness.

There was still so much control I had to maintain in order not to hurt her, but at the same time, I received as much pleasure as she did. As she slid down my shaft I pulled the shirt away from her reaching out and placing my hands around her waste holding her steady as she began to move against me. Her movements were slow at first but grew in speed and intensity as both of our desires began to take hold. My wife was struggling to keep the movement against me fast enough and when I reached for her she leaned against my chest holding on to me as I pressed my hand against her bottom holding us in place as I turned over. The new position allowed me to drive deeper inside of her, and I knew how close to the edge she was, but wasn't ready to let this end. I slowed my thrusts rocking only slightly in and out of her as I slid my hands under her head. I brought my lips against hers, mindful of how fragile my wife still was to me.

"I love you," She breathed as I pulled the electric blanket more securely around us when I felt her trembling under me.

"You are my love, my life," I said as I kissed her lips again brushing her bottom lip with my cool tongue as I began to move more forcefully against her.

Moments later my wife slept in my arms warmed by the blanket surrounding our bodies. I'm not sure what I'd done to deserve her love, but I was eternally grateful to God who had given us this chance. I spent the next few hours watching my wife, humming softly to her and to myself before I heard a bird start chirping outside, and our daughter as she began to wake from a full night's sleep. Since I'd been gone all day yesterday I was anxious to spend time with her and got to her room just as she began to fuss. "I heard you," I assured her as I reached down and picked her up. The moment I had her in my arms she snuggled against my chest and I found myself wondering if our skin was as soft to her as hers was to us.

This morning I got her into a clean diaper and outfit without making her mad at me. Knowing that she was hungry, I went down stairs and put a bottle in the warmer as my baby put her left hand on my lips.

I kissed her there and she smiled for a moment before moving her hand higher to touch my nose. It was hard to believe that in the next few weeks she would be five months old.

Before she finished her bottle I heard Bella moving around upstairs and once it was ready we went back to the larger bedroom to share family time.

On Thursday night after we had put Renesmee down for at least a few hours, I presented Bella with the first of her presents. With her eyes shut I slid a ring on her right ring finger and again she surprised me by being very receptive.

"Now you have to wait. Close your eyes too," she called out as I heard her going toward our closet. I held my breath because I truly wanted what ever she was about do to be a real surprise.

In a moment I felt something sitting on my lap. It was wrapped in silver wrapping paper and on top was an envelope.

My wife sat down next to me as I opened it pulling out a piece of paper. Along the borders were small pictures we had taken with Bella's digital and a few of Renesmee asleep on a bed of flowers wearing a pear of tiny angel wings.

Bella leaned against me as I read her letter.

"Edward, my best friend and love for life,

I'm sitting here trying my best to find the right words to express the things I'm feeling at this very moment. I don't know how we managed to get to this point where we are about to celebrate a year of marriage and everything has happened so fast that I sometimes feel it's just a dream. I want to thank you for sticking by my side and for daring to love me when it takes so much for you to be in control. I don't know what our future holds but as long as I have you and our baby I feel hope that our lives will be without loneliness and full of love.

Your wife for always, Isabella."

I set the letter down and the book and stood he up pulling her in front of me. "I've often wondered what I did to deserve your love, and I'm glad that you found the courage to fall in love with the Lion and stay by my side.

She leaned in and we shared a sensual kiss before she was once again sitting beside me. Her gift to me was a leather bound copy of King Arthur, something I once told her I loved reading as a boy. The book was very old but in very good condition.

We shared another kiss before I told her about the rest of her surprise.

In a moment she went from looking excited to frowning. "Bella, Renesmee will be safe with her grandparents. I just wanted to have a night alone with you," I said trying not to sound so desperate. I loved our baby, but selfish or not I wanted time alone with my wife, more than a few hours or just a day.

When she smiled at me I knew she agreed and we got to work packing the things we would need to take.

"What time do you want to go?" she asked me as she came out of our walk in closet carrying a few blouses that were more dressy, than the usual shirts she tended to wear around our house.

"After lunch."

It didn't take us long to pack and while Bella sat on our bed pumping, I called Esme and told her to be expecting us at the house around one tomorrow afternoon.

~Bella~

Spending a night away from my baby was going to be difficult yet at the same time I realized just how much I wanted a night free of the responsibilities of being a parent. When we got to Esme and Carlisle's I went up to the nursery they had set up for my baby and sat down to nurse her for the last time before we left. This was a big step for her and for us, and I hoped she would handle the night without us without to much of a fuss.

The color of her eyes were starting to change, going from the dark blue they had always been to shades of brown. Renesmee seemed aware that something different was going on but didn't seem to mind that right at the moment. Her small hand was wrapped around my index finger and she stayed focused on my face as I began humming the part of Claire De Lune that I could remember.

Renesmee fell asleep against my shoulder while I was patting her back for a burp and once she was out, I laid her down in the crib fairly certain she wouldn't be left alone for to long before someone came in to hold her again. As I straightened up from kissing her Edward stepped beside me and I watched as my husband leaned in kissing our baby and rubbing his hand over her back.

We lingered there a moment longer before he took my hand and led me downstairs. Esme gave me a a hug first, "Don't worry, Bella," she said.

"I won't. I know she is in good hands."

Carlisle gave me a hug and again I was given assurances that my baby would be fine, even though my guilt for leaving her was starting to build again.

Our drive to Boston was quiet and somewhat reflective. I held Edward's hand and every now and again he would bring my hand to his lips and kiss me. Alice had predicted that it would be very overcast when we got to Boston and as usual my sister was right.

We pulled up to a building that was older, but still looked nice. A bell hop got our bags and I held my husband's hand as we entered the expansive fancy lobby. We checked in and road up to the last floor of the hotel. Edward had gotten us a suite and the first room I stepped in to was breath taking. I walked over to a black marble top surface and ran my hand over the surface. Noticing that there was a bottle of champagne chilling in a sterling silver bucket.

Once he had paid the bell hop, Edward brought over two crystal glasses and uncorked the bottle pouring in the pink frothy liquid into my glass and a little in to his.

"To many more years," he toasted and we clinked the glasses together. I sipped mine a few times then set my glass aside as my husband reached for me. He lifted me to rest cradled in his arms and brought his lips town on mine kissing me tenderly as he moved us toward the east side of the large room.

~Esme~

When our granddaughter woke from a two hour nap, and after I gave her a bottle of donated blood, Carlisle and I took a walk with her down our drive way. Renesmee seemed to enjoy being outside and I had her turned so that her small bottom rested against my hip while I kept my right arm around her middle which seemed to give her enough support. She kicked her legs and turned her head trying to find the sources of the sounds she was hearing.

"I wonder how Bella is holding up?" I asked my husband who was holding my free hand.

"I think she will relax once they get there. Edward wants to take her to some of the more famous landmarks," my husband told me as our granddaughter shifted in my arms trying to see her grandpa as he talked.

My husband reached for her and settled her against his shoulder, and as we continued to rock she laid her cheek against his left shoulder. She really was an easy baby to care for.

When we got back from our walk, Rosalie was ready to spend some time with her. Carlisle and I needed to hunt and after changing into something more suited for that, we left heading into the woods for some time alone of our own.

~Edward~

The warmth of our room was enough to keep my wife from getting too cold as she caught her breath after spending the past hour in bed making love to one another. I kept trying to encourage her to rest, but it was difficult when my body called out to her touch and smell.

"Will you miss this when I'm turned?"

"In some ways I will," I said willing to be truthful with her. "I'll miss seeing the color on your cheeks and the extreme warmth of your breath against my lips. In other ways it will be easier because we won't have to hold back."

"I think after Renesmee turns one I want to go on and do that. I still want to be close to you in age."

"Bella, there isn't any great rush. Remember, Esme has a few years on Carlisle."

"I know, I just want this to be easier for both of us."

She had a point but I would never push her into that decision. She had to be absolutely sure, and we still needed to find time to discuss the other part of the equation, our daughter who would likely not respond well to Bella changing in such a dramatic way. For nearly an hour Bella slept in my arms and I was content to lay still listening to her heart beating while feeling her warm breath against my chest.

We still had enough time when she woke up to walk around the city, and for me there was nothing more beautiful than the woman walking next to me.

"Did you ever come here before, well before you were in Washington?" she asked as we strolled through a small park.

"Once. It wasn't long after we moved to Rochester, before Rosalie joined us," I answered as we began to walk toward our Restaurant.

"What was it like?"

"Much quieter. More people walked to places and it wasn't as polluted as it is now."

After eating at a small Italian Restaurant, I took Bella down by the harbor where we sat on an old bench watching the last vestiges of day turning into the darkness of night.

When we got back to the hotel, Bella wanted to call and check on our baby, something I had been prepared to do myself. Alice answered and we could hear Renesmee crying in the back ground.

"She's fighting going to sleep. Esme and Carlisle are getting ready to take her on a car ride."

Bella had a difficult time focusing on us after that but declined the offer to go home early. "Love, if they feel she truly needs us, they won't hesitate to bring her here or have us come home." I assured as Bella rested in my arms.

After a moment Bella looked up at me, "I want to be able to just forget about everything and focus on us, but its really hard to do knowing she's upset."

I was willing to let her call the shots and Bella decided that we should go back out for a walk, "Maybe I'll feel better after that," she said as we road down the elevator to the ground floor.

Being outside proved to be what we both needed. Remembering a neat cafe that had been there the first time I'd ever visited Boston, I took Bella's hand and led the way. To my surprise it was still there and in good shape.

We sat in the back in the dim light and my wife ordered some coffee and some sort of sweet desert.

"I kind of wish we didn't have to go back home and get things ready for school," Bella said as she sipped at her coffee, while we held hands across the table.

"We still have a couple of weeks," I pointed out and she nodded.

By the time we got back to the hotel, my wife was having a difficult time staying awake. As she walked in to our room and reached out to remove her jacket I stopped her and turned her to face me. "Let me take care of you tonight," I whispered.

Her head nodding once was her answer to me, and I slid the jacket off of her before I took my time undressing her exploring each part of her sensual body I uncovered.

~Bella~

The heat from the water beating down against my skin was a stark contrast to Edward's cool hands and lips as they trailed their way over my wet body. I'd forgotten about such mundane things as time as he lifted me up and pressed my back against the cool marble wall of the shower. My body closed around his length as he pushed into me and all that I wanted was more of his touch, "Kiss me," I breathed and a moment later his lips were there. His tongue pushed gently into my mouth as he set a gently rhythm of entering and leaving my body. I wound my hands in his hair pushing my tongue past his tasting his sweetness and feeling the coolness of his mouth.

Leaving one hand in his hair, I let the other one travel between us pushing it down his perfect marble sculpted stomach down further still to where our bodies were joined. When I cupped my small hand around his left testicle, he stopped what he was doing and looked in my eyes. His eyes were dark, but I wasn't afraid and moved with him as he pushed both our bodies beyond anything we had experienced before. There was only pleasure in his touch and as I felt my body ready to spill over the edge I pushed my face against his neck screaming out as my release came.

His wasn't long to follow and when he put me back on my feet he kept his arms around me holding me as we let the warm water wash away the evidence of our love making.

Edward's taking care of me didn't end with the shower and in a moment I was wrapped in a towel cradled in his arms feeling a little tired. "I love you," I told him as he brushed his lips over mine.

"I love you," he said as we walked into our room, well heated by the window unit.

Edward stood me next to the bed and dried me off before he pulled the covers back and lifted me back in his arms. Once he had me settled in our bed he took care of drying his own body before sliding in next to me. I settled against him resting my head just below his neck used to the cool firmness of his skin.

"Did I hurt you?" He asked.

"No," I said in all honesty. What he had done had made me feel more loved than I ever had. When Edward loved, he loved with all of his being, and I only hope he felt that I tried to do the same for him.

~*~

The next afternoon when we got to Carlisle and Esme's I was ready to see my baby and hold her in my arms. Edward held my hand as we walked in the main entry and we found the family room decorated with dozens of red roses.

"Happy Anniversary," Esme said as she greeted us, leading us over to the sofa. Renesmee was standing on the floor while Emmett supported her and I longed to hold her but Alice stopped me, "Your daughter has a surprise for you."

She led me to sit on the floor a small ways away from her and had Emmett lay her down on her stomach. "Renesmee," I said calling her name when Alice told me to. Edward was kneeling behind me and we watched our little girl lift her chest off the floor and slid up on her legs, something she could already do. When she saw me she began to rock back and forth, which was also something she had been doing for a while. As she lifted her right hand and put it out she seemed uncertain of what she was doing and I wanted to pull her to me. She reached out again and a moment later she was crawling slowly toward us. "Oh my goodness," was all I could manage to say.

When she was close enough, I lifted her into my arms and she smiled at me and her father before she settled her cheek against my shoulder. "You crawled," I told her leaning into Edward's arms as he hugged both of us. While I held her, everyone else brought their presents for us and Edward opened them while Renesmee continued to remain snuggled in my arms.

Rosalie and Emmett had gotten us a very interesting book, one I'd heard of but had never really thought of owning called the Kama Sutra, complete with illustrations. "This should be interesting," I said as Edward and I looked at a few of the illustrations.

Carlisle and Esme had gotten a book for us on making organic baby food, and it reminded me of the question I had about when to start feeding Renesmee table food, but I would ask later.

Alice and Jasper got us some lingerie and I felt my cheeks warm as my brothers made snide comments. During that time my baby had fallen asleep in my arms, but I didn't want to put her down and had a feeling we would keep her in the bed with us tonight. While Emmett and Jasper helped Edward get our things gathered up I went over to Carlisle smiling as he reached out and placed his hand against Renesmee's back. "When do we need to start her on normal food?"

"Normally about this time but I don't think we should push that just yet, not until her body has more time to develop." I understood his reasoning. Renesmee was part human but being also half vampire we didn't know how she would react to other foods, but I hoped we could start trying her on new things soon.

After strapping her safely inside her carrier I hugged each of my sisters smiling when Rose offered to take me out to eat and talk about the book she'd gotten me and some of the things she and Emmett liked to do. Two years ago I would never have imagined talking with her about anything like that but now it just felt like two sisters being together and having fun. "I'd like that, but let me see how things go with getting things ready for school."

There was a chill to the air when we got home and the hint that it might rain again. I was tired from our trip and still in shock that our four and a half month old daughter had crawled over to me.

We woke her up while getting her changed into a warm night gown, but she didn't seem to mind and kept smiling as Edward asked her about spending time with his parents.

While he tended to her needs I pulled on a warm pair of pajama bottoms and a matching top before crawling into our bed.

"Do you want me to bring you anything to eat?" He asked after I'd gotten our daughter settled in my arms so she could nurse and I could feel relief from being so engorged.

"Will you heat up some of that tuna casserole and warm some bread?"

Before he left Edward gave me and our daughter a kiss. Once he had gone I focused my attention on my baby, "You are growing so fast," I told her as I stroked my fingers through her soft bronze curls, so much like her father's only a little lighter. Renesmee was tired and didn't reach for my lips or even smile when I talked to her, and I could sympathize.

When Edward got back with my food I had the TV on low and was watching an old romance movie. After putting the tray of food in front of me, my husband moved to his side of the bed and sat beside us. My stomach grumbled as I took the first bite of casserole but it didn't seem to bother our daughter.

Midway through my third bite she started to fuss and I let Edward take her so she could burp pulling my shirt over me as I took a bite of bread.

"What is this?" he asked about what I was watching on TV.

"I think it's Casablanca," I told him looking over when Renesmee burped and fussed again. I settled her back in my arms letting her nurse from the other breast and turned up the TV a little before gulping down almost all of the water in the glass.

I finished my snack before our daughter was ready and once Edward came back from taking my dirty dishes back to the kitchen, he sat back beside us and wrapped his arms around me and our baby sliding his arm under mine as I leaned my head back against his chest. We watched the movie until Renesmee finished and after she burped again Edward settled her against his chest.

Watching my daughter sleep, I decided not to worry too much about school. We would get what we needed and see how things went. If it got too crazy I could always just take a few at home courses and wait until next year when our baby was a little older.

AN: Alright, first as always you guys really make my day by reviewing, so thank you for that. Also thanks to those of you who continue to add this story to your favorites. I'm still focused on them as a family. As I've said in a few previous ANs, I really like the idea of them having a baby and dealing with that plus everything else. As for Renesmee I wanted to address the issue of her crying. At this point she's pretty smart, but can't really do much other than to cry when things get out of hand, and she can't control what's going on around her, like any other baby right? But as she gets older all of that will change. I do have a plan for her. I promise things are going to start picking up, she can't stay a baby forever and other subjects will be addressed, mostly when Bella will become like the rest of them...muwahaaha... Anyway thanks for everything.

~Ella~