Forty-Seven

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After a couple more days in the hospital, Aaliyah and Nate finally get to go home. While they were in there, I had to be super dad and take Riley to school in the mornings, go to practice, then during our break between field work and meetings, I would go get her and she'd sit in the meetings with me, then we'd go to the hospital. That's probably something that's gonna happen for the next few weeks probably because Aaliyah needs to rest and let her body heal. I also don't want her taking the baby outdoors this soon, so I'm gonna do what I need to be as helpful as I can.

Aaliyah's getting all her stuff together while I get Lil man dressed in his red onesie, red socks and a red and black Nike beanie. Once I get him dressed, I pick him up and smother him with kisses. "Daddy loves you so much." I give him another kiss then put him in his carseat and buckle him up. "Ready to go Lil man?"

"We both are. Tired of this hospital. Ready to be at home."

"So you tellin. At least you had a bed to sleep in...I had that little bitty ass couch...AND on top of that, Riley slept with me."

"I told you to go home and you both can sleep in your beds."

"Come on now Aaliyah. You know I wasn't about to leave you at the hospital by yourself."

The nurse finally brings her discharge papers to sign and we get to leave. We're able to leave peacefully with no paparazzi around or anything. Aaliyah sat in the backseat with Nate, just incase he started crying.

We get home, and I carry him with one hand, and the bags on the opposite shoulder. Aaliyah opens the door for us both. We get in, and he starts crying...mainly because it's time for him to eat. Aaliyah's breastfeeding so while she sits on the couch and feeds him, I go out our bags in the room.

I come back down stairs to the sight of her feeding him, which is pretty damn cute. But sooner or later, Lil man gonna have to back up...those are my breast, not his, but imma let it slide for right now.

"So how long do you breast feed him for?"

"He can get breast fed for months....I did it with Riley until she started gnawing on them then I had to stop. And I didn't feel like going threw pumping so I just switched her over to formula."

"And how old was she?"

"4...maybe 5 months."

"Damn, so I gotta wait that long for Lil man to stop stealing your boobies away from me?" She bursts into laughter.

"Are you seriously jealous of your son?"

"Those are mine Aaliyah."

"I know they are...and their his too. Well, for now. And I mean, you probably want to wait a while anyway, because even if I stop, it'll take a while to stop producing milk."

"I guess." I sit there and stare at her feeding him.

"You wanna try some?" She jokes.

"Nah, I'm good."

"Good source of nourishment for the body. Who knows, my liquid gold could have super powers. You could probably win every single game from here on out."

"Ehhh. I'll take my chances." She giggles. After feeding him, she burps him and he goes to sleep. "How long will it be before he stops sleeping so much?"

"With Riley, it wasn't till late in her second month when she started staying awake longer...this is stuff you have to experience and find out for yourself, and I promise you'll never forget the feeling you get when he does something new. I still remember the first time Riley smiled. I was singing to her one night and she smiled so big...it was the cutest thing."

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