My Cool Little Miss

At The Hospital

As I arrived at the pedia ward, I saw Mikee on a bed without any tubes attached on him and I sighed with relief. He's happily playing with his toys. You wouldn't believe his just 2 years old by the way he acts. As I approached, he looked up and broke in a big smile.

"Mama!" He happily said.

"How's my baby?" He just smiled at me and I turned to look at Michael who's preparing his food. " What did the doctor say?"

"They have to monitor him for the next twelve hours in case it happens again, you know. They said that he's really got a low resistance even with all the meds he's taking," he explained then looked at me from top to bottom. "Where have you been?"

"Ashford's Christmas party." I sat down and hugged Mikee as he said, "Mama? P-party?"

"Yes baby. Sorry mama didn't take you."  He just shook his head as a way of saying that it doesn't matter.

"Did you just say Ashford? Why didn't you tell me? I shouldn't have bothered you." He said not looking at me and just focused on feeding Mikee.

"It doesn't matter, baby Mikee's more important than any of it and I happen to know the hosts so it doesn't really matter leaving just like that halfway through the party... I think" I shrugged smiling but he just frowned at me.

"What?"

"Nothing. Do you wanna go home first or stay? I bet you aren't comfortable with that" he said pointing at my dress.

"Do you have any extra clothes? I don't wanna leave him"

" I'll just get it in my car," he then gave me Mikee's food for me to continue feeding him. After ten minutes, he arrived with a small duffel bag. "You can use Mikee's soap to erase your make up."

"Thank you." I took some shirt and pants from the bag and headed to a nearby CR.

It's almost 12 midnight but Mikee's still active and that left me no choice but to scare him saying I'll be leaving him if he won't sleep and it did the trick. We lay side by side and I hummed a lullaby to him.

It was before five in the morning when I woke up. I barely slept as I was always checking on Mikee and fortunately he had a good sleep. I noticed Michael's sleeping on a chair beside the bed, his head bowed on the bed on top of his arms. There was small smile etched on his face that brought one to mine. I slept looking at his smiling face.

I woke up with a start when I heard a loud voice. I opened my eyes and saw Mikee's smiling face inches away from me. When he saw that I have woken up, he immediately hugged me and gave me little kisses. I saw Michael looking at us with a smile while preparing food.

"He's been waking you for a long time. I told him to let you sleep more because you look so tired but he really won't listen to me," he chuckled and fed Mikee.

"Mama? Tired?" I looked at Mikee and he has a worried look on his face.

"Mama goes to school baby that's why, now eat your food" Michael answered him and feeding him more.

I stayed with Mikee for the next 12 hours. I've been playing with him and comforted him when he was about to do some tests again. Somehow at an early age, he knows how to deal with us worrying about him, he would smile instead of crying if he can take the pain. After hours of waiting, the doctors have him the all clear, assuring us that there won't be any complications and gave us a lot of prescriptions.

As we arrived at Michael's house I immediately headed to the bathroom to take a shower. Michael and Mikee headed to the kitchen. Michael's a hands-on dad, he's a homemaker and you can consider him as a devoted husband. He was a jerk the past years but when Mikee came into our lives, he somewhat grown into a more matured man and embraced being a dad wholeheartedly. He gave up his studies and decided to take and handle his parents business and be a full-time dad. I'm proud of what he become and that's all because of Mikee. We treasure him the most especially Michael, that's why even if he didn't show it for the past hours and tells me it isn't that serious, I know he's been more nervous than I am about the results. He love him the most and he would do everything for our baby Mikee.

As I entered the kitchen, I saw Mikee eating by himself and Michael is halfway through with his meal while checking something on his phone.

"So my big and little man didn't wait for me huh? Rui's really sad" and I faked a cry. I heard Mikee giggling but Michael didn't laugh and has this frown on his face. "What's wrong hon?"

"I'll tell you later. Do you have anything for do today? I have to go out for today and Mikee's babysitter told me she can't come." He went to put his plates in the sink then gone to his room and just after a few moments he came back with a traveling bag.

"Why do you have that much?"

"Change of plans. They said it's going to be a week. I don't wanna leave Mikee for a long time but I can't take him with me. I hope you can look after him for me and if anything happens just call me right away. His nanny will be free this week so just call her if you need to, okay?"

"Got it hon. Everything will be taken care of, I promise."

" Thanks hon. I don't know what  I would have done if not for you. I'm really grateful for you." I just smiled at him and he gave me a peck. "Gotta go, I love you"

" I love you too hon, take care"

"You too hon. Mikee! Dada's going somewhere, come here give dada a hug. You will be staying with mama for a while okay? Be good to mama, behave and don't give mama a hard time" Michael gave us one last hug the left immediately.