Chapter 3- Home Sweet Home
Kelly's POV:
After a week of being in the hospital, I am finally home with my precious little girl and handsome husband. "Wake Up," I hear Randy say at 1:15 in the morning. "What are you doing waking me up so early?" I ask. Frustrated. "The baby is crying." "Probably just needs a diaper change." "1...2...3... not it!" Randy screams as he places his finger on his nose. "Randall Keith, that is so childish! NOT IT!" I yell back. "Fine, I'll go," says Randy with a kiss on my forehead.
Randy's POV:
Of course! I change the baby! Yay! Fun! NOT! "I'm back." I say to Barbie as I pull the covers onto my body and close my eyes. "Good, how's Layla? Is she okay?" "Yes. She's fine. It was a doozie but I've recovered." "This is what a parent does," she says to me. Then I clearly understand that this is parenthood. I'm now a father. I need to wake up. "Yep. Goodnight my sweet." I say as I turn over and drift off to sleep.
THE NEXT MORNING...
Kelly's POV:
"Wa! Wa!" I hear Layla screech at 10:00am. "I'm coming sweetheart." I say as I walk towards Miss. Layla's bedroom. "It's ok dear. Mommy's here. What's the problem, baby?" I say as if I'm talking to a person who is listening. "Oh, now I see, or smell the issue." I say as my nose crinkles and I see her full diaper. She must have been crying all morning. "It's okay," I unwrap the diaper. Wipe her clean. And then I put her on a clean diaper. "Love You, baby." I say. Then I exit the room to the living room and find Randy asleep on the couch. "Randy. Wake up!" I say with a nudge to the shoulder. "What? Who? When? Where? I didn't do it!" he screams at me. "Calm down!" I say "It's just me. Did..." "Yes! Layla kept me up all night." "Oh My Gosh, dear. I'm so sorry I didn't help." "It's fine sweetie." "No, No it's not okay," I say, mad at myself "I am the mother, and yet I'm doing absolutely nothing to help. I'm a terrible mother." I say as a tear runs down both mine and Randy's cheeks. "No your not, sweetie. You're the perfect mother. In fact. Layla's blessed." *KNOCK KNOCK* "Who's that?" I ask "Probably John and Layla. I'll get it." "No you won't. You've stayed up all night changing the baby. The least I can do is get the door." "Ok." I walk towards the door, unlock it and let John and Layla in. "Hey Layla!" "Hey Barbie! I heard you sweetie pie is named after aunt Layla!" "Yep. Man does she poop." I hear Randy say "And she poops good!" "Randy!" I say "We heave guests." "Haha! It's okay. Um, that's actually the info that John and I have to hear." "What do you mean?" "John! You didn't tell Randy and Barb?" "No, why was I supposed to?" I overhear Layla and John say. "Well, since John hadn't announced it, I will. I am currently 10 weeks pregnant." I suddenly smile and giggle. "Really? Awesome, Lay! So how's the relationship as far as marriage?" I ask. They suddenly grin. "We're engaged as well." "Really? When did this happen?" "About a month ago. We wanted to surprise you all once Layla arrived and you all came back home." "Well... Congrats! I wish you all the best! You want some breakfast?" "Sure." says John. "No John we do not have jerky." "Oh man! I'll just take a pancake." "Ok." then I go into the kitchen and start the oven.
Wow! What an amazing end to a chapter! John and Layla are not only engaged... but expecting a baby! Read on to find out more. Next chapter should be posted tomorrow evening. Don't forget to Review and subscribe!