Caught in the Act

Dreamt of You

Taylor's POV

The first rays of sunrise come through the high windows, bathing the room in a warm glow. Early November in Kansas City was cold, but the bed was warm as I slept so soundly. The fact that I was a new mother, having delivered an 8.9 lb. human from my body just four days ago didn't help my energy levels. My whole body was still sore, but not as bad as I expected. With the warm blankets tucked perfectly around me I didn't want to remove myself from the warm cocoon.

My eyes still closed, I knew behind me lay the little prince in his bassinet next to the bed, but with the sun slowly rising my mind mentally ticked off the hours since he had last woken me. Jacob Edward Kelce had been consistently up every 3 hours since we brought him home from the hospital. Finally, my eyes fluttered open and was filled with the sweetest vision.

Travis sat in the glider, his large body tucked into the solid wood furniture, smoothly rocking back and forth with our son in his arms. My brow furrowed with confusion, He must have brought the glider from the nursey at some point in the night. I had no idea with time it was, but last time I breast fed Jacob, it had been 12:20am. It had to be at least 6am at this point. How had I not heard the baby cry for six hours?.... he must have needed to be fed at least twice, I thought as I secretly and silently watched Travis.

Donna had gotten here first and had been such a great help to us both. My mom would come next week, just as planned, and they would rotate to help me and Travis over the first few weeks. It was so amazing to have their help. Donna was a natural at handling babies, given she already had 3 grandchildren through Jason and Kylie.... My mom had conceded that she hadn't had to deal with babies in 30 years, so she was a bit out of practice. Hence Donna came first.

Travis looked down at his son, holding the bottle perfectly as Jacob greedily suckled. I could see the sweet smile on Travis face as he looked at this son. Even though I was breast feeding, I had been pumping milk and storing it in the refrigerator so the baby would learn to drink from a bottle as well, plus it helps balance feeding duties.

I had planned to only breast feed for the first three months, then change to formula. The doctors had said that breast milk would be more than enough for him until he could eat solid foods, but the kicker would be that he would continue needing to be feed every few hours, especially as he got older, and his metabolism increased, especially given Jacob's size. To get him to sleep through the night, he would need something more substantial. So, three months of breast feeding it was, then move to a formula. I had already started to research all natural formulas that Blake and Brittany had recommended.

I continued to gaze at the two incredible men in my life. One bigger than life.... the love of my life...and the other....so small, new, and beautiful...the joy they both brought into my life was incredible and precious. Travis only had his boxer briefs on, like he had just risen from bed...although he was keen on sleeping in the nude...with his mom staying the house he had opted for wearing at least something to bed. Travis' tan bare chest was a complete contrast to the small soft pink form he held. I could see Jacob's arm rise up and down as he drank from the bottle. I could hear Jacob's little sounds he always made when he first started to nurse. He would make little growly sounds and sounds that could only be from satisfaction when he first started to nurse.

"You like that? My little man..." Travis whispered softly to Jacob. Travis held Jacob's head in his large left hand, Jacob's body laying gently across Travis' abdomen and lower body. This way Travis could keep Jacob from sucking too much air and getting a stomach ache. We both had made that mistake already and Donna had to show us how to work the air out of his little belly. Travis checked Jacob's tummy to be sure it didn't start to inflate, pausing a few times, pulling the bottle away for Jacob to slow his nursing down. That was the only down side of bottle feeding.... when he nursed from my breast, the flow was perfect for him, and he didn't get gassy. The bottle's flow would sometimes be too much and causing Jacob to gulp air causing a bigber, louder problem.

"Good boy. You are doing so good." Travis cooed at the baby. "Once we get you all fed, we'll get you changed and back to nighty, night.... then Daddy's going to join your Mommy back in bed. Daddy is tired." Travis yawned as he spoke the last sentence.

A few minutes ticked by, I continued to watch.... loving the sight of my Travis, huge man that he was, so gentle with our baby. Our baby, it still made me giddy inside to think Jacob was ours. Created by us...little bits of each of us wrapped up into a precious little human.

"You are so....so amazing. I can't believe you are here right now." Travis spoke to Jacob. "I sometimes wondered if you'd ever arrive.... if I'd ever be a Dad." Travis paused, taking a deep breath. "But I dreamt of you so many times...." Travis' voice shook a little as he spoke, his emotion visible on his face as he gazed at Jacob.

"So many times... I prayed. Hoping to find someone...and then I found your Mommy. And she was an angel sent from heaven, with kindest heart and most beautiful soul ever." Travis explained as Jacob's eyes started to drift shut.

"I waited so long for her...and you." Travis noticed Jacob had stopped suckling and was asleep. He lifted the bottle measuring the remaining milk. "5 ounces. Not bad, boy. We will get you drinking a full bottle in no time." Travis moved Jacob slightly to burp him, but in the process a big gassy burp came from Jacob.

"There you go. Now let's get you changed and in your burrito wrap." I closed my eyes so Travis wouldn't know I was awake. I watched from hooded eyes as Travis stood, walking towards the foot of our king size bed, patting Jacob's little bottom softly. I could see the new diaper and the swaddling blanket lying there at the foot of the bed.

Travis softly placed Jacob on the bed, the baby fussing a bit as he worked the snaps of Jacob's onesie. Travis had become something of an expert at changing the baby, acting like it was a NASCAR tire changing race to see how fast he could do it. But now he was careful and slow. Diaper changed, Travis started to wrap Jacob in his "burrito" as Travis like to call it.

"Ok, I put you here, then I wrap this here, then raise your arm and pull this down, then wrap this around here. There you go, all snuggled in" Travis commented, picking up the baby and walked toward the bassinet behind me.

"All right now little man. You get some sleep." I heard Travis whisper, and the sounds of him leaning down and kissing Jacob could be heard. "Nighty night. Love you." My eyes watered as I listened to Travis' words.

Travis went to the bathroom, threw the dirty diaper away and straightened up a bit, then returned to our warm bed, smoothly lying under the blankets with a contented sigh.

My eyes opened to gaze at this handsome profile. If our son is half as handsome as this man, God help us, I thought as I moved closer to Travis. I laid my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arm around his middle.

Travis' arm instinctively went around me and pulled me closer, kissing my temple.

"I love you" I whispered to him softly. Travis softly smiled, his eyes still closed.

"Love you more." Travis grasped by hand draped across his middle, pulling it to his lips, kissing my knuckles in reverence.

"Get some rest, baby girl."