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Chapter Nineteen

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September 3rd. 3 weeks old.

"Are you sure you don't want Ginger to mate?" Andy asked like for the hundredth time.

"Yes Andy I'm sure. Arlo hasn't even been out of the hospital yet and we are not ready to have kittens running around the house yet." I told her.

Since we were driving to the hospital all Andy was talking about was finding Ginger a male cat, so they can mate. She has been trying to convince me every since even up the stairs. It was not happening.

"So, you're saying in the future?" Andy asked hopeful.

I sighed, "Just hope right now that Arlo isn't allergic to Ginger."

Her eyes widen, I knew she didn't even think of that. Of course she didn't, if it's something small Andy will probably forget about it as soon as she knows about it. A awful habit of hers that she can't seem to get rid of. 

"Good morning, Bethany and Andy." one of Arlo's nurses greeted us when we entered the N.I.C.U. We were basically here every single day since I could come down into the N.I.C.U, so naturally mostly all the nurses in this department knows all of us by first name bases now. 

I smiled and greeted her and walked to Arlo's incubator  with Andy directly behind me and greeted him like I did every morning.

"Any progress?" I asked one of the nurses.

Andy was also greeting Arlo.

"He's doing just fine, he has been growing and learning at the pace we want him to be. If he stays at the same pace he might be able to go home in at least the next three weeks." one of the nurses told me.

I smiled at her. I'm so glad that he's doing so swell and might be able to go home and be with us pretty soon. 

It's a scary thought that soon I will be taking my son home and taking care of him on my own, well technically I'm not alone because I have my family to help out if it is needed. I also won't have to be going to the hospital anymore unless we stop by for Vin or something.

It'll just be a good thing to change my routine around since Arlo has been born my routine has been the same, wake up, shower, eat, wake Andy up, wait for her to have breakfast, drive to the hospital, hang out with Arlo, pump breast milk out for Arlo's feeding, go get lunch, hang out with Arlo some more, leave the hospital because we passed visitor hours, get something to eat, get home, play with Ginger if she's up tp it, go to sleep, and repeat everyday.

I know that it's mostly first time moms that get really freaked out about every little thing that may seem wrong and that later with more children they know not to worry, but not with me. Arlo is probably going to be the only child I have, not that I do not want anymore kids just that I have no idea if I'll ever date again or get married. Only, because right now Arlo is my main priority as of now. Of course it will be nice to have more kids, but some guys don't really date with females that already have children, not that it bothers me since I'm okay just having my son. 

Who knows, time will tell.

"Good morning, Bethany." Arlo's main nurse greeted me just as she walked into the room, "I have some good news that you might really like." 

I turned around to look at her since she was behind me, "Hey and what's the good news?" 

"Well, today I want to try see if Arlo wants to latch on." She answered while smiling.