Feelings

Malcolm and Blake

After six hours of labor and two days in the hospital, Malcolm and Blake were exhausted. Malcolm refused to sleep. He constantly bothered the doctors with tons of questions, checked on his beautiful new wife, Blake, all of the time, and was constantly on edge until their baby girl, Lillian was born. She was so beautiful, looking just like her momma but with Malcolm's eyes and cute nose. 

"How are you feeling today, Babe?" Malcolm asked, gently massaging Blake's legs. 

Blake, who was still tired, smiled at her loving husband, "I'm tired..but that's alright. Thank you for massaging me, Babe."

Malcolm gave a soft smile and a nodded, his fingers working wonders on her sore legs. As soon as he heard, Baby Lillian, crying, he jumped up and grabbed her from the bassinet. He kissed her little face and bounced her up and down.

"Well, what's the matter, Little Mama? Is daddy's baby hungry?" 

Blake smiled at the scene in front of her. She had always known that Malcolm would be a great dad because of the way he treated Isabelle, her daughter from a previous relationship. Malcolm gently handed Lillian to Blake so she could feed her. 

Once Lillian was full, she was fine. Lillian was generally a very happy baby; always smiling at Malcolm and Blake, giggling at the smallest movement. It was the cutest thing. 

"Mommy!"

Blake and Malcolm turned to the door to find Isabelle standing there with her grandmother, Blake's mom. She had a little teddy bear in her hands and a big smile on her face as she ran to Blake's bedside.

 Blake ran her hands through Isa's hair, "Hey, Isa! Is that for me?"

Isabelle, with the cutest smile, shook her head and pointed at the flowers that her grandma held, "Those are for you! The teddy is for sissy! Can I see her?"

"Of course you can, Princess. C'mere and sit down." 

Excited, Isabelle ran to a nearby chair and sat down. Malcolm made sure she sanitized her little hands before handing her the baby. He kept his hands underneath hers, just for some added support. When Isa's eyes met with Lillian's her face lit up.

"She looks just like you, Daddy.."

Malcolm's heart stopped for a few seconds and so did Blake's. That was the first time, since Malcolm and Isabelle had known each other, that she had called him that. 

"Y-you..say what?" Malcolm said, his eyes tearing up a little. 

"I said she looks just like you, Daddy!" Isa repeated, not looking up from the baby. 

Malcolm had to keep himself together, but deep down, he was crying with happiness. 

"Yeah..she does..doesn't she.." 

Blake's mother took Malcolm's place as he walked over to Blake and looked down at her, tears in his eyes.

"D-did you hear that?" He asked her. 

With a gentle smile, she nodded, "I did.."

"God, I love that little girl..both of our girls.."

Our girls. She loved when he referred to them like that. It showed how much he really cared for Isa. 

"I love you, Malcolm." Blake said, gently kissing his hand. 

Malcolm leaned down and kissed her deeply on the lips, his thumb gently rubbing her cheek, "I love you too, Honey.."