Her Portrait Is Black and White

Home Sweet Home

Tina lay on the sofa, Xavier was sleeping peacefully on her chest, her hand under his bottom keeping him in place. He was sleeping peacefully on his stomach. His head resting on his mother's chest. His head to one side. He was a month old now and they had let him come home the day before. They were finally away from the city and back at the ranch. He was still tiny but he was doing amazingly. Tina looked down at her son and kissed the top of his head. smiling as his soft hair tickled her nose. She yawned she was still tired. She had been restless all night after bring him home, even through he had only woken up to feed once in the night.

Bette walked out of her home office, she had been having a meeting with her gallery managers about the upcoming shows and was very pleased with how everything was going. She walked around the sofa. She sat herself onto the oak coffee table and looked at her wife and son. Tina smiled softly at her wife.

"How was your meeting?"

"Well after Xavier stopped being the key topic of conversation it was good. The gallery in London would like to show some of your work,"

"I've got some pieces we can send. Maybe in a couple of months. As I'd want to be there for the to be installed." Tina said.

"There is no rush, you've got your sale on your site to do first. We can think about it. Don't worry."

"I should be working" Tina said.

"Not yet, honey. Xavier is a month old. He has been in hospital for all that time. It's okay to not be working."

"I want to draw"

"Well if he wasn't sleeping peacefully on your chest I would offer to get your stuff, but he looks happy,"

"He is comfortable." Tina smiled, gently running her hand along his back.

"He knows the best pillows in town," Bette grinned.

"Seriously woman." Tina yawned again.

"You are also exhausted. I know you're not sleeping well Ti,"

"it was not being in our bed that did it."

"And last night?"

"First night nervous?" Tina questioned as she raised her eyebrow.

"Perhaps."

"Babe can you take him while I use the bathroom please,"

"Sure," Bette moved and slowly lifted Xavier off Tina's chest, she held him close. Watching as h made himself comfortable in his mothers arms.

Tina got up and headed upstairs to their large bathroom.

The doorbell ran out and Bette smiled as Xavier didn't even flinch, he just turned his head towards her. She opened the door and smiled into Shane's face

"Hey Shane,"

"Hey, wow doesn't that look right?"

"What?" Bette asked moving aside and watching their friend come into the house, with a bag of what looked like gifts.

"You holding your son, you're a natural," Shane grinned.

"I'm not. Tina is."

"Where is she?"

"She's gone to the bathroom she will be a few. What do we owe this pleasure?"