Baby Boom || Liam Payne <Complete>

Chapter 4: Playful Liam / Jakob's Story <3

When I woke up, it was around 7:30. My six foot window had some light streaming through the curtains and on my face. It would've been a nice way to wake up but I didn't wake up because of that or that my alarm clock that was suppose to ring in half in hour. Nooooo. I had to wake up to the wonderful giggles of little baby Jakob. Don't get me wrong, I love the kid. But I am in no way, shape, or form a morning person. I'm like the Grinch. However, since I did wake up to Jake's adorable murmurs and laughs, it was enough to give me strength and get up and start another day.

I made sure to steady myself when I stood up because I was a little woozy. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, washed my face, and put some mascara and eyeliner on. Next, I went to my closet and put on dark black skinny jeans, a dark blue crop top, and a Hollister sweater over with my black combat boots. As I made my way over to Jakes, now quiet room, I'm greeted by a big smile and tousled hair Jake. He giggles and reaches his hands up signalling for me to carry him. I did as instructed and tried getting him to talk more as we walked into the kitchen. 

"Jakey... Look at the banana. Can you say banana?" I asked as I settled him onto his high chair. He started giggling and doing baby voices. I was determined to get him to talk before I drop him off back at home. "Oh!! Look. How about the doggy. Can you say puppy? Hm?" I asked hopeful. He just started talking to himself in a language God knows what it is. I was looking in my cabinets to see what kind of baby food I could feed him. When I was satisfied with apples and blueberries, I turned around only to find him trying to pet Wi-fi. Now, notice how I said trying? Well lets just say his stomach was across the board of the high chair and his arm was stretched downwards trying to pet her. All while Wi-fi is just sitting there and waiting for his hand to make contact with her soft, charcoal fur. 

Lazy dog.

"No, no, no Jakob. You cannot do that. You'll end up falling over and your mom will have my head on a stick!" I said while pulling a chair from the dining table and situating it so it was it front of him. I opened the can and used the spoon to fish some of the mixture on it. I pretended to make it fly like a helicopter while blowing out air with my mouth closed to make the airplane like sound effects.

"Open." He did as told and chomped down on the spoon willingly. All throughout feeding him (which took about 30 minutes) I tried getting him to say words like: apples, blueberry, chair, food, couch, love, and kitchen. I even tried getting him to say Wi-fi or Nana Jessy. (That's my nickname Ms. Reeds gave me)

But, I had no such luck. By the time I was done feeding him it was 9:10 already. So, I got to work and took him out of the high chair, threw the empty can away and went to the hall bathroom to give him a bath. Once I was done with that, I wrapped a towel over his body and made my way into his room. I set him down on the changing table and went over to his bag. I decided on a blue button up shirt with cute little tan chinos and blue Vans. After he was dressed, I wanted his hair to look a little casual to match his style. So, I ran the wet comb through his hair and over the side, then combed the front of his hair upwards. My masterpiece was absolutely stunning once I was done with him. All I can say was my hard work paid off.

As I started putting my stuff away, there was a multiple stampede of different knocks on the front door. I look at Jake's door, then back at him. He's squealing with delight. What can I say, he's just a natural peachy baby. I pick up Jake and make my way towards the door. I stop and look at the clock in the living room.

9:30. Okay. Work is in 1 hour and I still gotta drop off Jake.

One thing at a time Jess. First. Who's at the door? 

"LIAM!!!" I yelled happily. He gave me a big smile and mimicked me. 

"JESS!" We laughed and hugged.