Merry Christmas. I have been watching the friends Christmas episodes.
"Honey what's wrong?" Chandler asks as he sits on the edge of the bed and rubs the back of my hand.
I dab my eyes with a tissue. "I miss the twins."
He smiles at me sympathetically. "I miss them too. We'll see them tomorrow though."
I take a deep breath, trying to subside my tears. "But tomorrow is Christmas. We're supposed to be there when they wake up."
"I know but think about it like this. They are only a little over a year old. They don't understand what Christmas is anyway. We will get to go home tomorrow and they can open their presents and we can spend the whole day together as a family. Sound good?"
I smile and nod, as I am not sure if I can trust my voice at this point. He smiles back at me and kisses my forehead.
Our newest little bundle of joy decided to come a little early. My due date wasn't until January 5th. 12 days from now. He had other plans though. Which was very shocking. I read that usually when you're pregnant with your first, they usually come late. Luckily, we got his nursery all set up a couple weeks ago. Chandler's mom is staying with us for Christmas so when it was time to go to the hospital at 6am on Christmas eve, we already had someone there to watch the twins. Then after a very long day, little Noah Chandler Bing was born at 5:52pm. And oh my goodness, he is so tiny. Only 6lbs. Nora brought the twins to meet the baby but unfortunately they were getting sleepy and cranky so they couldn't stay long. Then our friends came, my parents and Chandler's dad came a couple days earlier than planned. I wish I could go home right now to be there when they wake up in the morning. But Chandler is right. We can celebrate with them when we get home tomorrow as a family.
"And this baby is born on Christmas eve. What are we supposed to do for his birthday?" This is something I worried about with my due date being at the beginning of January. I really did not want a baby born so close to Christmas. I want birthdays and Christmas to be sperate.
"Mon, we can always have his birthday party the week before or the week after. We will make sure that it's separate from Christmas."
I smile as the tears start running down my face again. Gosh why am I like this? Chandler is just so wonderful about it too. I'm sure by this point, he's used to me being a crying mess because of hormones.
Seeing Chandler with his new son is the best. I remember feeling this way when he first held Jack and Erica as well. It's beautiful. My arms ache for my new baby but I know that Chandler needs this time as well. He looks at the baby with such love and he can stare at him for hours. Jack and Erica really took to him too. Although, I don't think they quite understood that Noah is their brother and he's here to stay. They looked at him and they wanted to grab his face but Chandler and I were able to get them to gently touch him over his little blanket that he's swaddled in. They were certainly not thrilled when they found out their new brother couldn't play with them. I just wish we could have been home tonight to put them to bed. But spending this time with just my husband and new baby is wonderful.
"Can I give you one of your presents now?" Chandler asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Mmhmm." I nod enthusiastically. He passes Noah off to me and walks over to his bag. It's so sweet that he brought one here to give to me. I love this man. And I don't know why but he gets me multiple gifts every year. He certainly is incredible. I'm sure he knew that I would be an emotional mess. Although, I can at least blame it on the hormones from giving birth just a couple hours ago. He really knows how to cheer me up.
Chandler hands me a small box and takes the baby from me so I can open it. He walks to the other side of the bed and puts him in his little bed beside me after kissing his tiny forehead.
I take the lid of the box and gasp when I see what is inside. "Chandler."
He smiles, takes it out of the box and puts it around my neck. It's a beautiful diamond necklace with our kids names on it. We had Noah's name picked out ever since we found out he was going to be a boy.
"Merry Christmas Mon." He whispers and kisses me.
I smile against his lips. "Merry Christmas." I pull away and look at him sadly. "I didn't think about bringing yours too. I'm sorry."
He chuckles and shakes his head. "Mon you were just 9 months pregnant and then you went into labor. Your mind was obviously occupied. I just happened to grab it when I went downstairs to tell my mom that we were on the way to the hospital." He kisses me again. "You can give it to me tomorrow."
I just smile and nod. "I love you Chandler." Goodness, there I go getting all in my feelings again.
He rubs my cheek. "I love you too Mon. How about you try and get some sleep?"
Until he just said that, I guess I did not remember just how tired I actually was. And I should sleep while the baby sleeps. "I just wish this bed was big enough for the two of us."
He shrugs. "Oh I don't know, this little pull out bed is pretty inviting."
I laugh. This guy always makes me laugh.