I woke up and my beautiful baby girl was right in front of me. I woke to her eyes fixed on my face. I giggled and whispered good morning. I kissed her cheek and looked over her small body. My husband was still lying asleep in bed. I felt an extremely happy feeling in my stomach and I beamed a smile at my daughter. I kissed my husband's cheek and ruffled his hair. I love playing with people's hair. He smiled sleepily and attempted to open his eyes. I laughed silently and took our daughter out of the room. "Come on baby, let's let daddy sleep a little longer." She giggled and we left to make breakfast. I always wanted kids when I was little. They are so cute and they love their parents unconditionally. My husband, on the other hand, did not want kids as much as I did. He is such a softie though. As soon as he saw her he was all smiles and tears of joy. He spoils her and loves our daughter to death. Our daughter has her own room but since she is only 6 months old we like to have her sleep with us. We have a California king bed, so room is never an issue. I sat my baby in her chair then got to making breakfast. My husband used to not eat breakfast. He hardly ate at all actually. As soon as I had the chance to change that, I did. He will make me food but I like to cook for him the most. I started making some potatoes and eggs. I was cooking when someone grabbed my waist and kissed my cheek. "Good morning, my love." I grabbed his arm lovingly and leaned into him. Our baby cooed loudly. She was very jealous about the attention either of us showed each other. We could only love her I suppose. My husband stood beside me and started warming up white rice for our baby. We have just started feeding her solid food. She absolutely loves rice and pasta. I leaned up and kissed his cheek, "thank you." "Of course. Do you need help cooking?" He is so sweet to offer even though he still looks very tired. "No, it's okay. I am almost done. Keep her company. I will serve you." "Okay, thank you." I could hear him giggling and making weird baby noises to get her to eat. She could eat by herself but makes a mess. So unless she really wants to try, we spoon feed her. We also have two fur babies. Two precious cats. One is black while the other Is gray. The baby and the cats get along so well. They will all be wrapped up next to each other sleeping. I love seeing them all together. It's like my favorite little creatures in the world get together. I adore my cats so much that I was worried they would get jealous and mean to my baby. Although they were always trying to be next to me when I was pregnant so I should have known the three of them would be best friends. I fed the cats while the potatoes were still cooking. The cats spend most of their time inside the house unless they need to use the bathroom. It is very convenient not having to clean a litter box. My baby cooed and grabbed the tail of the gray cat. The cats rubbed themselves on her and my husband. I brought breakfast to my husband and then served myself and sat down. "This is delicious, thank you so much." "You're welcome. I love you." "I love you to" I have to remind him in case he forgets.
