{ a/n- thank you all so much for reading, you're so sweet. :) }
Grace's POV
I hear the small little cry, just down the hall, before it echoes through the monitor.
"It's your turn." Chester mumbles.
I raise my eyebrows at him, sliding out of bed.
"It was also my turn last time, Ches." I remind him.
He laughs a little, moving to follow me, but I wave him away.
"I'll get her, it's fine."
I walk to the room across the hall, pushing the door open quietly. Elise is standing up, using the crib railing for support, tears on her face.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" I ask.
She puts her arms out towards me, another small whimper escaping her mouth.
"Momma." She murmurs.
I pick her up gently, and she rests her small head on my shoulder. I wipe the tears from her eyes and kiss her cheek.
"Are you okay, Elise?" I ask her.
"Bad dream." She whispers, the r in dream coming out like a w.
"Oh baby, you're alright." I tell her softly, rocking her back and forth.
I sit in the little rocking chair in the corner of Elise's nursery, and Elise curls up in my lap. I stay with her until she's asleep again. I smile, placing her back in the crib. She has her tiny thumb in her mouth, and her wild black curls are splayed on the bed.
"You're a great mom, you know." Chester says from behind me.
I turn to him, and he hugs me tightly.
"Thank you." I answer.
It's so odd, waking up to have Elise everyday. Not even a year ago, I was so set on not having kids. Then we had Elise, and I could not be happier to have such a sweet baby girl.
She's my whole world.
