It's been two hours.
Ten missed calls from Liams babysitter.
I call her and make sure everything's okay. She's going to have to leave at 11:00.
It's 10:30.
I sigh and stand up. I make sure the nurse knows I'm leaving and then head home.
***
The crying of Liam wakes me up from my slumber. I groan and sit up.
His desperate wails suddenly worry me. I run out of the room and stumble my way towards his crib.
He immediately stops once he sees me. I smile and rub the sleep away from my eyes.
"Morning." I say through a yawn. I lazily pick him up, his eyes haven't opened yet, but they will soon. At least that's what the nurse told me.
I wonder what color they'll be. Well, let's be honest here, they're probably brown.
I sigh and carry him downstairs, where another crib sits by the couch. I lay him in the crib and make my way towards the kitchen.
Breakfast...what do babies eat for breakfast...?
Oh, that's right. He can't eat yet...
I sigh and take out one of his bottles, "you're going to love your father." I say absentmindedly.
I can hear him crying in the other room. I quickly add some baby formula and shake the bottle, making sure it completely dissolves.
"Almost done!" I yell as I pop the bottle into the microwave. It beeps, signaling me it's done.
I take the bottle out of the microwave and walk towards the living room.
I carry him, which immediately stops his crying, and gently out the tip of the bottle into his mouth.
I hope Ethan's okay...
***
I carry Liam downstairs, he's wearing a cute white shirt with yellow overalls and a little white hat.
"I can't believe they had his size..." I whisper to myself. I struggle to take his car seat out of the closet, but once I do, I lay him in it and make sure I have his bottle, baby formula, extra milk, a bib, and some toys in my backpack. Just in case...
I sigh and make sure I have my phone in my sweatpants before heading out.
***
I push Liams stroller down the hospitals hallways, with Liam in it. "Ma'am." I say to the nurse sitting behind the desk.
"Yes?" She says with a smile. Her eyes quickly dart towards Liam. "Oh my!" She say and walks around the desk. "What a cute baby! What's his name?" She asks gently pinching Liams cheeks.
"It's Liam." I say with a smile. I look down at Liam as he slowly opens his eyes.
They're hazel. He's lazily opens his eyes and his eyes curiously search his surroundings. I smile and chuckle. "I came to see Ethan Smith." I say after a while.
"Oh, yes. I'm sorry." she says laughing. "Okay, um. Room 25. Down that hall." she says pointing to a hallway on the right.
"Thank you." I say and nervously walk down the hall.
Ethan needs to see Liam.
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Hazel
Romansa'I understand why he hates his father. He's the man who pushed his wife against the living room walls. The man who shoved his own son in the closet for hours. The reason why Masons mother committed suicide.' ...
