As Monk realized his new daughter needed to be changed he forced himself not to throw up. He had never changed a baby in his life.
"Why do you call her Jakayla when her name his Hope," he asked stalling.
"Hope is actually her middle name," the manager explained, "her real name is Jakayla"
"I think we'll go with Hope," Monk said, "because Jakayla is a GODAWFUL name"
The manager nodded
"That's why we've been calling her Hope," she said laughing
"Honey," Trudy motioned, "why don't you give me the baby so I can go change her"
"No," he said, "I'm her father. I can change her"
Trudy smiled impressed with his dedication to be being a father.
However Adrian found that changing a baby was not easy. She wasn't just wet. She was messy too. The odor was horrible and he made a funny face. The baby giggled at the funny face.
"Oh that's funny huh," he said blowing a raspberry into the baby's stomach. That just made her laugh more.
He took off the diaper and felt like he was going to puke. He made another funny face causing the baby to giggle again.
"You're just lucky I love you," he told her tickling her.
The baby looked up at him and gave him a huge toothless grin. It was at that point he knew it. He was the lucky one. He had Trudy. He had hope. His life was full, No he took it back. His life was perfect.
He couldn't imagine his life could get any more perfect. He changed her and came back. Trudy was waiting with open arms as he placed the baby in her arms carefully.
"Careful Tru," he told her, "support her head"
She giggled and a thought crossed his mind. They came in as two but they came out as 3.