A/N: Just a little something small and soppy. Nothing fancy, but I am also typing up something knew, so I might add it today or tomorrow so if you follow me as an author, keep a look out and yest, it's of course fifty shades bases! How could I not?

Chapter 22 – It's all shits and baby giggles

Christian P.O.V

I stare down at my son asleep in my arms and marvel at his beauty. I dreamed about what he would look like and I always thought of a little boy version of Ana, with her blue eyes copied – they deserve to be copied but as I look closely at my son – I can agree with Ana on something.
Ted is all me. From his bronze hair down to his big toe – this kid got all of his father. I see little snippets of Ana, in the shape of his lips or the freckle on his back, but these Grey genes must be strong cause we have dominated.
I look up to my wife – who is joining our son on a midday nap. God, she is so fucking beautiful. I wonder how I can ever repay whoever guided this woman to me. I never thought I could be this happy, I never thought I was capable of it but I was wrong. My newborn son snores in my arms in sync with his mothers and I know that I am the luckiest son of a bitch alive.

Ted starts to stir and coo and shh at him to calm him down. Is he hungry? I wonder but Ana only fed him an hour ago.. I start to panic what is wrong with him when I feel the slush under my hand.
I Place his little butt up to my nose and wrinkle. He's shit.
I look at Ana and contemplate waking her up. I haven't changed a diaper by myself yet. I don't even think I can do it?
But my heart toils with me – Let your wife sleep Grey!
Of course – Ted eyes open and stare up at me. I see his little lip start to quiver and I shh him some more.
We can do this together son. I take him over to the little changing bed and undo his baby grow.
Holy fuck! How can something so small get shit all the way up it's back? He looks like I've just rolled him around in mustard. Fuck, this is gross.
I strip him out and he makes a few little noises but doesn't cry – Thank fuck.
I peel off the diaper from his small body and try not to vomit. Seriously, how can this all come out of him? I grab a million baby wipes and start to wipe everywhere with one hand and hold his little legs up with the other.
Wait, how did he get it in his hair? I look down at my own shirt and notice it must have come out of his baby grow cause I have shit on me too. I sigh. This is something I am not used to and it feels so foreign but I can do this.
I wipe everywhere I can on Ted till I am confident he is clean. I go to grab the diaper and realise I left it on the side. I look at the diaper taunting me as I keep one hand on Ted to stop him rolling off of the damn table. I try to reach it but I can't. I frown my eyes and pick up my naked son.
"shh" I coo at him "I know it's cold"

I grab the diaper and make my way back to the changing table. Once Ted is back down I lift his butt up and place the diaper underneath him.
Is that even the right way? Don't they have little stickers on them saying which way round they go? I am a CEO of a company but I cannot seem to work out a babies diaper.
I chose to guess and hope for the best that I have placed it round the right way. I pull the tabs around his small body and stick them down.
It looks okay to me? I pick up a new baby grow and dress Ted up. I look at my son and take a deep breath.
High five little Grey - we did it. I head back over to the chair and sit back down. I look down at Ted and his little Grey eyes are watching me intently.
"Hello" I say and he doesn't do anything but stare straight into my soul.
I kiss his head. He smells like baby wipes now and oddly, it's becoming one of my new favourite smells.
"Daddy loves you, Teddy" I say and he lets out this little noise. Is that his way of saying he loves me too? I feel kinda giddy – nothing can ever feel as good as this. It's so euphoric, this feeling of being someones parent. I can't event think of letting him out of my sight. I have a new instinct to protect him until the day I die.
It makes me sad that my mother didn't have that for me as a child, but that just pushes me on further to protect my son even more, and Ana!

"Hey" I hear and look up to my wife – even fresh from a nap and her hair is crazy fuzzy at the back, she still looks like a super model. I have to gulp to remind myself to breathe.
"Hey baby" I reply and walk over to her with our son.
I pass him to her and she cuddles him closely. Ted stirs in Ana's arms and starts searching for something. Ah, someone is hungry.
"Oh you are greedy" Ana says to Ted and strokes his little pink cheek. Ana opens her gown to reveal her breasts and lets Ted latch on and he goes to town on dinner.
I watch them together and there is something so beautiful about this moment and I want to freeze time. This is my family and I am so in love.

-x-

"Ready?" Ana speaks and I nod. Today is the day we bring Ted home and I'm not going to lie – I am scared. It's easy here at the hospital cause nurse Abigail helps you at every given turn. Now it's just Ana and I, and I'm not sure if I can do this.
I check the baby carrier again – for the fifth time just to make sure Ted is in fact strapped in. I see Ana roll her eyes from the corner of my eye.
"I saw that" I say and she giggles and walks over to me. Her big oceans catch my dark grays and she places her hand on my cheek. I can feel myself getting lost at sea but I am brought back to reality with the warmth of her lips on mine. I groan and I known this is going to bet he longest six weeks of my life. That is the down side to pregnancies I have decided. I nearly choked when Dr Crowe said those words.
"No sex for six weeks Mrs Grey" and how skilfully she she looked at me. Yeah, yeah she knows that I can't keep my hands off of my wife, but have you seen her? She's my fucking siren and I want to indulge in her at all times.
I drag myself back to the present and before Mrs Grey gets too carried away and alerts my soldier – I pull myself away.
"Lets go home Mrs Grey" and her answering smile dazzles me. Fuck, her beauty is just something else. I carry the baby carrier whilst Ana gets wheeled in a wheel chair by Abigail. I swear she's been wheeled out of this hospital more than anyone I know. I sigh. Taylor is at the back of the hospital with the car running. I strap the carrier in the back and head to the front of the car. Ana takes the seat next to Ted. Taylor starts to drive and I frown.
I turn to the right and scold him down.
"Baby" I say and he takes his foot off of the gas. I don't care how long it takes to get home – there is no way we are driving faster than 30 miles an hour.
"Are we moving?" Ana asks and I know she's trying to be funny.
I hear Taylor stifle a laugh and that pisses me off more. Do they not realise that there is a fucking baby in the car?
"Christian – Taylor can drive normally. Ted is safe" I stare angrily out of the window. Am I being too overbearing and protective? Probably, I am know for it.
"Don't" I say and no one questions me further and we drive slowly back to our home. Very slowly.

I place the baby carrier down in our bedroom and look around. Our room, in fact the whole house feels different now. Ted has brought so much love and light with him. I sit on the bed and wait for Ana, who is placing her ladies things back in the bathroom. She comes out dressed already in sweats and my t-shirt. She still has a slight bump but that will disappear and before we know it, other than the scar she will have – she won't even look like she were pregnant at all.
I'll miss the bump. More of Ana is fun and exciting. I wonder how long she wants to wait till I can knock her up again. I don't say this out loud, I mean we've only just had Ted!
Ana plonks her self down besides me and be both look at Ted.
"Now what?" I say and she giggles.
"I'm not sure" she replies and adjusts the blanket on top of our sleeping son.
Ana flings herself back onto the bed and places her right arm over her eyes. I decide to pick Ted up and place him in the Moses basket by the side of Ana's bed. I try to be as quiet and gentle as I can not wake him. I succeed and place my small little boy into the basket.
I go to speak to Ana but stop myself as I hear the little snores escape her lips. Well, I guess she's out for the count too.
I know I have work to do but I really don't want to leave this bedroom. I go to my duffle and grab my laptop out and press on.
I slide myself on the bed and it feels unusual as I am on Ana's side as she so carefully spread across mine.
I am an hour into my work when Ted starts to squirm. I look over at Ana and she is still fast asleep. P

Okay, Ted. It's daddy and son time. I pick up my son and wonder around the house. I end up in his nursery and lay myself back in his dark rocking chair. I slowly rock us both and that stops his fussing though I think he is far from sleepy now.
His little eyes are wide and alert, dotting around my face.
"Hey there Teddy" I say softly and plant a wet kiss on his head, sniffing his smell as I do so.
"God, I love you and your mother both so, so much. You know that? I bet you do" I start and I find myself spilling my inner thoughts and feelings on this little guy.
"Shall I tell you something Teddy? I am so happy your auntie Kate got the flu that one day" I speak and his eyes are still attached to my face like he is really listening to m.
"Cause mommy had to come and interview daddy, and when I saw mommy – even in that first second, I knew she was going to change my life for the better. And she did, Teddy. She was a breathe of fresh air and she brought so much meaning to my life, so much more of everything. She changed daddy for the better and most importantly she gave me you" A tear rolls down my cheek but I catch it before it drips on his little face.
"I will protect you and mommy for, forever. You got that? You can always come to me and ask for anything. I will play whatever you want to all day if I have too. We can play soccer and make forts and look for bugs if you want to. We treat mommy and take her out on family days and go see your grandma and grandpa all the time if you want also. God Ted, you're only a few days old but I love you so, so much already. I never knew I could".
"I did" I hear and immediately look up at my beloved wife stood in the door way, snapping away silently on her camera. I didn't even notice the flash?

Ana walks over to us and sits on the arm of the rocking chair.
"You know Mr Grey?" she starts, "We both love you too, so, so much" and she kisses me cheek.

Yep, I was right. I am one lucky son of a bitch.

A/N: Thanks for reading, until next time! xo