SUPER RICH KIDS ➪ JIARA ✔︎

nursery

kiara-

to my advantage, my parents kept my older brother's crib. it's a white crib that has a little wear and tear but it's still cute. i put one of those baby mattresses in there, along with his sheets. the theme of jackson's room is beachy, and i'm going to paint his name and put his footprints in a frame. however, jj and i haven't formally adopted him. we can do that later.

jj has been watching me quietly for the past hour. "so, are you going to stand there or are you going to help me?" i sass. "well, looked like you had everything under control." jj retorts, sitting down on the floor. "you can make yourself useful by unrolling that carpet." i instruct, pointing at the blue cloud carpet i got for him. kid boutiques come in handy here. "aye, aye, captain kie," jj salutes me and picks up the carpet. laughing, i roll my eyes. he takes the plastic wrapper off of it, unrolling it.

i place the last few things in his crib, including a little teddy bear i got him. i'm naming it sunny. there's a few more things i need to buy or thrift, like a dresser, a rocking chair, and a changing table, but otherwise, he has all he needs. bottles, pacifiers, clothes, formula (i would breastfeed, but i don't have that option.)

jj leaves the room, and i grab a diaper and some wipes for jackson. i pretty sure he'll need a new diaper after his nap.

jj comes in with jackson, holding him carefully. i smile and jj gives jackson the small kiss on his tiny little head. "he's so fucking adorable," jj admits, sitting down on the floor. i lay out a blanket on the floor, placing one of his pillows on the floor to put his head on. i take him from jj, and he wakes up. he lets out a small whine, and i lay him down to change him. he looks at me, and i give him small tickles. he lets out a small giggle. jj gasps. "no fair! you got his first giggle!" he fake pouts, shoving my arm a bit. "suck it." i joke, unbuttoning his little onesie and taking his legs out of it. "you'll be sucking something," jj suggests seductively. i give him a death stare and try to hide my laugh.

      i take off the diaper and man, that was the worst thing i've ever smelled. "jesus christ," jj mumbles, moving his head away. i quickly wrap up the diaper, scrunching my face. "god." i groan, dropping it into one of the diaper genies i found at the boutique. they have everything there!

        i clean him up and put on a new diaper. jj's phone rings and he steps out of the room, and jackson smiles at me. i laugh and pick him up, placing him on his stomach. i lay down in front of him. jackson lifts his head up, balling his hands. jackson is amazing! the book i bought said that he should be able to all of this stuff. i think he's doing really well!

       "no fucking way. no fucking way! okay, we are on the way," jj pants, running back into the room. "what is it?" i ask, standing up.

            "john b and sarah cameron have been found."