What happened at night (Thiam)(Rewriting)

Chapter 21

Previously on What happened at night

Theo's Pov

As I closed my eyes, I felt grateful for the journey we were on. The love we shared was a guiding light, illuminating our path as we embraced every moment, every challenge, and every joy that life had to offer.

And as I drifted off to sleep, I held onto the promise of tomorrow, knowing that each new day would bring us closer together as a family.

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Theo's Pov

I could hardly believe it, but here we were—Parker was four months old. The realization filled me with a mixture of joy and disbelief. It felt like just yesterday that she was a tiny, fragile newborn, and now she was a vibrant little person, full of energy and curiosity. Each day brought new milestones, and I cherished watching her grow.

The morning sun spilled into our bedroom, casting a warm glow across the room as I stirred awake. I glanced over at the crib beside our bed and saw Parker, her little face scrunched up as she slowly woke. I could hear the soft coos and babbles escaping her lips, and it filled my heart with warmth.

"Good morning, sunshine!" I said, sitting up and stretching my arms. "Are you ready to take on the day?"

As if in response, Parker let out a delighted squeal, her tiny arms flailing as she kicked her legs. I couldn't help but laugh, my heart swelling with love for her.

"Looks like someone is in a good mood," Liam said, waking up beside me, his voice still thick with sleep. He rubbed his eyes and glanced at Parker, a smile spreading across his face. "Hey there, little lady!"

I carefully lifted Parker from her crib, cradling her in my arms. "She's ready to conquer the world, aren't you?" I cooed at her, watching her eyes light up as she looked at us.

"Let's get her changed and fed," Liam suggested, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. "She's probably starving after sleeping so well."

"Definitely," I agreed, moving to the changing table while Liam gathered the supplies. "I can't believe how much she's grown, Liam. She's getting so strong and expressive."

Liam nodded, watching as I changed Parker's diaper. "It's amazing. Just four months ago, she was so tiny and fragile. Now look at her—she's practically a little powerhouse!"

After Parker was changed and ready for her morning feed, I settled into the rocking chair, positioning her comfortably. As she latched on, I felt that familiar rush of warmth and connection wash over me.

"I love these moments," I said softly, glancing at Liam as he joined me in the living room. "It's just us, taking it all in."

Liam smiled, his eyes filled with warmth as he watched us. "She's really finding her personality, isn't she? I can already see the little quirks she's developing."

I nodded, watching Parker's eyes wander around the room, taking in the sights and sounds. "She's so curious about everything. I can't wait to see how she'll react to new experiences."

After Parker finished nursing, I gently burped her, and she let out a satisfied sigh. "That's my girl," I murmured, placing her back in her crib. "Now, let's get you ready for some tummy time."

We spread out a soft play mat in the living room and laid Parker down, surrounded by her favorite toys. I could see her little legs kicking in excitement as she settled onto her stomach.

"Look at her go!" I exclaimed, leaning in closer. "She's getting better at holding her head up."

Liam knelt beside me, his eyes wide with admiration. "She's so strong! I can't believe how much she's developed in just a month."