Chapter 35: Homecoming~!

"Hello bed." I almost yelled as I flopped down on the freshly made kind-sized bed I had missed so much over the past seven nights. Of course, that itself was painful so I rolled over on my back. My ass was thankful for the c-section type thing, but dammit this was worse than anything that had even happened to me, because it hurt.

I reached up and grabbed a pillow, pulling it to my chest and took a deep breath. It was clean and ready for me to sleep in al I wanted tonight, because Antonio had agreed to take care of Dantè for the night. I could here Antonio "showing Dantè around."

"And this~ Is me and Mama's room." He chirped as he walked through the door with the carseat with Dantè in it. I looked over my shoulder to see him actually awake and staring off into space.

"Bring him here." I said, sitting up with my legs crossed, the pillow now in my lap. Antonio walked over and set down the seat. I started undoing the belts around him to release him from the carseat. Once he was unbuckled I picked him up. "Come to Mama." I muttered with a small laugh.

Antonio sat down behind me and put his arms around me. He leaned close and kissed my cheek, laying his head on my shoulder. "He's so cute." He whispered.

"I know." I kept my eyes on Dantè, he was only a week old, but he had changed a little. They had kept him under close watch for any problems and he finally got the approval to come home with me and Antonio.

Antonio had discovered the fact that I do talk to Dantè sometimes. Yes, I do the baby talk thing but sometimes I just get sent into full on mother mode and I can't stop myself. He doesn't exactly respond yet, but I don't care. I love my little tomato baby, his bright green eyes and all.

"Hello Dantè~" I whispered, kissing his forehead. "You look so happy right now. I'm glad to be out of the loud place too, here we'll both get peace and quiet so you can sleep all you want."

After dinner that night, I was laying in bed next to Dantè who was just laying there squirming around a little. I wasn't really laying down, more like laying on my side while he held on to my finger. It was almost his feeding time and I could tell he noticed because he was beginning to get really fussy and extra squirmy. Antonio finally walked in with his bottle right as the tears began to flow, and the crying began.

"Dantè~" He cooed and sat down, handing me the bottle so he could pick him up. "Don't cry, bebè. I have your bottle right here." Antonio took the bottle back from me and held it up to feed him. "Don't worry about tonight, mi amor. I have my phone set to remind me when I need to feed him."

"I told you I would feed him if I was awake." I said with a small smile, sitting up straight now. "Like I am now."

"Nope! I watched you take your pain medication and I know you get dizzy after you take it." Antonio said matter-of-factly and kept his eyes on Dantè as he drank his formula (nasty looking shit. the formula!)

He was right though. Dr. Pinasco had given me something to take in case I was in any pain from the delivery. Which I was. It was more of a discomfort really, but sometimes it was painful. Kinda like that shot of pain you get when you poke a bruise, but it stayed and lingered for a few minutes and it sucked.

After feeding and burping Dantè, Antonio handed gently handed him to me. "He doesn't want to go to sleep when I hold him."

"That's because when he's around you he gets excited." I said taking the baby and cradling him in my arms. "You're always so happy and they can sense that you know."

Antonio gave me a weird look and rolled his eyes a little as he leaned back against the headboard waiting for Dantè to go to sleep. Whenever I hold Dantè I have this stupid fucking grin on my face that Antonio like to make fun of.

I sat there and held Dantè close to me. I started humming a lullaby I just happened to remember from when I was really young. Dantè didn't do anything but lay there and look at me. I yawned and continued to watch him, and laughed a little when he yanwed as well. Damn that was cute.

After a few minutes of humming, softly whispering to him to go to sleep and shit like that, and a little bit of rocking on my part. The room had finally fallen silent, when he fell asleep.

Oh no, it wasn't Dantè who was asleep. It was fucking Antonio who fell asleep next to me. The bastard was laying there all still with that stupid fucking grin on his face. That's when it happened, he snored.

I don't snore. So when I was in the hospital, Dantè wouldn't have those loud noises waking him up. Antonio usually doesn't either. Only when he's completely exhausted or some shit like that. The sounds were making Dantè more restless than he already was. I took a minute to evaluate myself on whether or not I should stand up. I decided that I could and slowly got out of bed. "How about I go put you to bed, bambino..."

I made my way to the room across the hall and closed both doors behind me. The baby monitor was set up next tp the crib, and I couldn't hear anything from the other room. I remained quiet so he wouldn't hear me. Sitting down in the chair next to the window, I pulled the blankets a little tighter around Dantè. Maybe now he would get some sleep and I could do the same in a few minutes.

...

"Lovi?" I heard Antonio's voice calling me. Something was shaking my arm and moving me a little. Then a chuckle. "Mi amor, wake up."

"Hm?" I opened my eyes to the dark room and looked around. Dantè was asleep in my arms and Antonio was kneeling beside us. "I must have fallen asleep." I muttered.

"I'll say." Antonio whispered and kissed my cheek. "I was a little worried when I didn't see you next to me,but somehow I knew you were in here. Go to bed, Lovi. I'll take care of him." With that, I handed over the sleeping infant and went to bed.

It wasn't long until I was joined by Antonio, who put his arms around me and pulled me close. "It's so great to have you back." He whispered, kissing me lightly. I closed my eyes and let out a content sigh. It wasn't until now had I realized the hell that the next few years were going to be.

More like the next few months.