Addison and the baby are fine now. The delivery wasn't exactly smooth since he's the first half zombie baby to be born from a human. But Addy fought through and, now, we have a beautiful baby boy of our own. Ezekiel Necrodopolus, Zek for short.
Addy is still recovering pretty hard, so I try to take up most of the work. But dirty diapers are one of my fears.
I knock lightly on the bedroom door. And I hear her sleepily call for me to come in. I'm holding Zek against my chest as I open the door. She was propping herself up, her eyes exhausted and her face pained. It broke my heart seeing her like this.
"Hey Baby, I'm sorry to wake you. He just got this really stinky diaper and-" That was when she cut me off.
"You can't just do it Zed?" She asked. A ping of guilt hit my heart.
"I'm sorry Addy. I'm just scared." I admit, as I walk over and sit on her side of the bed. She holds her arms out to take the baby from me and I gladly pass him over. She asks me to reach down on the bottom of her nightstand and grab the diaper changing stuff she had stashed there for convenience and, once again, I gladly grab it for her. As she so effortlessly worked on changing him I had to turn my head to stop from gagging.
"It's ok, but you're gonna to have to get over it." She encouraged just as she fastened his diaper in place. She picks Zek up and leans back to snuggle with him a little. "Can you believe how perfect he is?" She mused quietly. I lean my shoulder against the headboard with her and let my fingers lightly brush his little green bangs to the side. Then I bring my hand up the turn her chin towards me.
"He's everything I could have imagined you would make." I say with a gently smile. She gives me a pointed look but I just chuckle and lean forward to capture her lips.
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"Seriously? I'm busy doing the dishes!" Addison yelled from the kitchen. I gag audibly.
"Addy, please! I can't- *gag* take the smell!" I yell back, Zek screaming for a clean diaper over our argument.
"Can you just man up and change his diaper? It's been 2 weeks!" Addison exclaims. My ego takes the hit of her comment. I can handle a dirty diaper, right?
"Fine!" I yell back, as I hold my breath and go in for battle.