Life

One day old

I walk around the room over to the incubator that holds a crying Brody.

"Aww what's his problem? Is my baby hungry?" I ask in a baby voice. I pick him up and take him to the little chair and start to breastfeed him.

"Ok so all we need to pack is your blanket and pillow. And I think- the car seat is-?"

"In the closet. And can I ask where is your car?" I tell Iliad he paces the room packing.

"My mom drove here my dad picked her up. Do you remember when he can in and pried her from Brody?"

"No not really. I guess I've just been so fixated on Brody to notice all the people." Brody fell back asleep while eating. I start to burp him.

"I guess that happens when you have an adorable baby.....he's gonna be one with the ladies...haha I'll tell you-"

"But he'll be perfectly fine with any person. I mean we'll love him even if he's gay, of transgender. Whatever he decides we'll stick by his word...right" I look at solider with a smile.

"Of course I'll love him just as much, even more if he's gay or transgender babe" Oliver says kissing me on the cheek and gently rubbing Brody's back.

"Good now get the diaper bag and make sure he has his clothes, diapers, and a ninny"

"What's a ninny?"

"It's a passaphire-" I stop talking because I see the last person I want to see.

"Hey Ava. Val texted me. Told me you had the baby" he says walking in the room fully.

"Oh yea I did have the baby" I say gesturing towards the baby in my hands.

"Who's this?" Oliver says walking over to me.

"This is Nathan, my uh, my-"

"I'm just Nathan."

"Oliver can you give us a minute....why don't you go pull up the car and take some stuff down with you so we don't have to much and we're ready to go" he leaves the room.

"Cute, he has  your head" we laugh at his comment.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You have a big head" he laughs.

"We need to end this" I quickly let out. He gives me a blank face. "Oliver has stepped up to the plate. He's Brody's father and we're moving in with each other. I'm sorry"Nathan's face is gloomy.

"Nah it's ok, there was always this possibility and I knew it could happen so it's fine" he says.

"I still love you but I love Brody and Brody's father.  I want to give what me and Oliver have a chance. And what we have is a son....I know you love me and I still love you.  But I need to be there for my son." I look at him to make sure he's assured, but he doesn't look back down at me. He walks out the room, with out looking my way. Oliver makes his way back In. And takes Brody from me.

"Cars packed and at the entrance who's ready to go home?" He says excitedly.

"Let's go home" I stand up and walk over to the bathroom. Only stopping about 3 times to take a breath to bare the pain. "My vaginia still hurts and I have to put on my pants and a shirt and get a jacket." I close the door.  After I'm done I see a nurse talking to Oliver.

"Ok so we're going to wheel you and baby Brody out to your car so you can take him home. Has a midwife spoke to you about bathing and breastfeeding?" The nurse questions.

"Yes she came around last night." I stand uncomfortably next to the bed.

"How about you go ahead and put Brody in the carrier so we can get you on your way" I walk over to Oliver so I can get Brody.

I carefully place him in the carrier and stop him in. I place a blanket over Brody than over the carrier so Brody won't be cold when we're out side. I sit down in the chair and hold the Carrier while they wheel me down .

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I carefully walk up the steps to our house. Oliver carrying Brody. I open the door to reveal  dad, Jess, mom, and Oliver's mom and dad.

"Hi guys" I say breathlessly as I walk through the door.

"Hey baby. Do you want your tour now or later?" Jess asks.

"I kinda want it. Now" we get in the house and Oliver takes out Brody to show everyone as Jess and dad give me a tour.

We walk all through out the two levels. Seeing the 5 rooms and 4 bathrooms. Brody has his own blue room, it's filled with everything he needs. Oliver and I's room is across the hall. It's the master. A nice King size bed and the room Tiel. Our own bathroom. A walk in closet and a bedroom set.

The rest of the rooms where practical. A purple one, grey, and mint green one. And one bathroom for every two rooms. We went down stairs and as typical, the kitchen, dining room, living room, and a small bath. More than enough space for just three people, or two and a baby.

"How could I ever repay you? I mean this house is just- it's so amazing thank you so much" I tell Jess.

"Yes it is. We're gonna get ready to go, so we'll see you soon....I'll bring by some pop in oven meals for you two and things for breakfast and lunch too, you need your nutrition, for your boobie  milk" I let out a chuckle and she hugs me. We break apart.

After dad and Jess left everyone else started to leave too. Much to my enjoyment Mrs.karry got  tipsy off of her store bought margarita, she had a hard time leaving.

"So it's now just us, our small family in this big house" I tell Oliver. He's laying on the couch just watching Brody in his swing chair.

"How could you love something so small and oblivious so much.....he's just....he's ours." Oliver mutters.

"I know....I'm going to feed him so can you hand him to me?"

"Yeah of course" he gently picks up Brody and hands him to me. I adjust my shirt over my shoulder and then adjust Brody's body so he can latch on.

"I'm going to shower." Oliver says uncomfortably as he leaves.

"We don't have our clothes!" I forgot we need to go over to my moms and dads to get my clothes. And he needs to get his clothes from his parents.

"Fuck!" He yells.

"Don't cuss around the baby"

"I can say fuck around my son if I want"

"No you can not! I don't want him to be cussing at the other kids and us because he's heard you and thinks it's ok"

"He's a newborn he's not gonna know!"

"Yes he will you as- please don't cuss around the baby"

"Shit! Dick!ass! Fuck!cunt!" His words make me rise. I walk past him and walk up the stairs, still feeding Brody.

I walk into the nursery and sit down on the black rocker. It looks like a recliner but it only rocks.

Oliver comes up after about 5 minutes.

"I'm sorry Ava, we're both tired and nit picking at each other. I shouldn't have cussed and started a fight"

"Thanks babe, and I'm sorry if I'm being a little meaner than usual like you said were both tired"I put a now asleep Brody in the crib. I walk over to Oliver and kiss him.

"I love you so much" he whispers.

"I love you too."