"Please." I slightly rolled my eyes trying not to laugh.
Adjusting myself on the couch, I was getting ready to nurse for the umpteen time. One thing about our daughter, she ate and I didn't mind because it helped with how quickly I was producing milk.
"Thank you love."
Taking the blanket then our daughter, I got into it.
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Handing me my bowl, I too ate while she did.
"Yuh know babe. Over the years, you've really gotten good at cooking Trini food."
"Thank you my love.."
"You did a great job with this Christmas meal. I'm proud of you."
"Just keep gassing me huh?" He laughed as he kissed me with a smile.
"Where's August?"
"In his room playing with all them damn gifts he got."
"Why you hating on our son." I laughed. "He can't help but be loved by everyone."
"True but damn. At this point we'on need to buy him anything."
"But we have too and so it will be for this little bit." I smiled at our daughter.
Celeste was just two weeks old and the sweetest little being. We had gotten into a routine as a family, like we did with our son and it was working great. With today being Christmas Day, our home was surrounded by joy and happiness and most of all, peace.
"When you're finished, I'll step in so you can shower and relax." Aug sat next to me.
"Thanks." I smiled.
Kissing me on my forehead, I closed my eyes and smiled again before laughing. Conversing while I ate and fed, our daughter clearly wanted to be part of the conversation. Letting go of the nipple, she cooed, once finished, she went right back to it.
To this day, no one knew I had given birth and I didn't mind. Aug and I had agreed on sharing the news on News Years day. This morning, before opening gifts, we did our own family photoshoot in front our tree. Both our children were so well behaved, all the pictures came out great, it was just to edit them.
"How do you think everyone's going to react to this little being?"
"Just like they did with our son."
"You seem like you don't really care." I laughed lightly.
"To be honest ma, I don't. I low key wish we could raise our lah family without anyone even knowing."
When he said that, our daughter let out what sounded like a laugh. Putting my attention on her, she had this drunken smile as her eyes were closed.
