I wake up with a smile on my face. Grayson has been traveling around, playing games non stop since the summer, so I haven't been able to see him in four months. Since it's his birthday, and the game is at Utah Jazz stadium tonight, I decided to steal the tickets he lends me and go.
I peek into his room to see that Luke is still asleep. And yes, we did name him after Luke. And no, I was not happy with it. But I've learned to adjust.
Luke was only a month when Grayson had to leave, since I had the unfortunate incident of my water breaking during the draft.
Now he's up, walking and only saying 'dada', but he'll learn the better words eventually.
"Hey sweetheart." I whisper, looking over his crib at the sleeping angel.
I miss when Grayson and I would wake our newborn he together, his arms around me as he quietly sang, which would sometimes even make Luke cry.
But now we can't do that, since he's constantly playing games. I liked the Duke years much better.
"Luke? Baby? Wake up!"
Slowly, very slowly, Luke stirs. Eventually, after much persuading, he stands up in his crib, gripping onto the rails as he jumps up and down.
"Hey cutie!" I smile, pulling out my phone. I take a picture and send it to Grayson.
You: happy birthday ❤️😍
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Grayson: Aww! I miss him soooooooooo much... he's growing way too fast
You: then quit the NBA and be a stay home mom
Grayson: Honey, you're the stay home mom. If we both did that, we'd be 'stay on the street moms'.
You: whatever... YOURE 23!!!
Grayson: I'm so old
You: you are... gosh... maybe I should start dating Luke
Grayson: if you wanna get cheated on, be my guest
You: fine, I will just deal with your grey hair
Grayson: I gotta go. Promise you'll watch the game tonight?
You: like every night, yes, I already have it recorded.
Grayson: Okay. I LOVE YOUUUUUU!
You: I love you too dork face!!! 😍😍
Grayson: bye darling
I sigh, like most mornings, when I put my phone down. But a smile quickly takes over, remembering I'll be seeing him tonight.
"Guess who you're gonna see tonight?" I ask Luke.
"Dada?!"
"That's right!!" I pick him up, setting him on my hip, and walk downstairs. I put him in his high chair and search for meal options for the both of us. As I do, Luke chants behind me.
