Page 122 of Falling in Love with Two

She stands up so that Leah can sit in the rocking chair. When she hands her Beth, Leah looks down at the cute bundle in her arms.

In just a few short months, she’ll be holding our baby. I can’t fucking wait.

Liz says, “Can you guys handle the baby for a second? I’ve had to pee for like an hour.”

“Sure,” I say. “But why didn’t you get up before now?”

She points at her daughter. “Have you seen her? She’s freaking adorable. I didn’t want to stop looking at her sweet face.”

When we’re alone, I kneel next to Leah as we both stare at Beth’s face.

Leah holds her little hand. “Look how tiny her fingers are.”

I say, “Give it time. Liz and Jack are both giants. Pretty soon, she’ll catch up.”

“Do you think ours will be this cute?”

“Oh, for sure. Don’t tell Beth, but I think ours will be even more adorable.”

She looks at the baby and gets lost in her thoughts for a minute.

“Leah, you okay?”

“Yeah. It’s still just a little surreal to me that you and I are going to have one of these pretty soon. It’s not like we just hold her for a few minutes. We will have her for the rest of our lives.”

“Does that freak you out?”

She looks at me. “A little bit.”

“Can I be honest?”

“Are you ever anything but honest, boy scout?”

“I’m scared too.”

Her eyes get big. “Really?”

“Of course. Having a baby is a really big fucking deal.”

“So, how are you not entirely freaking out?”

“Because my excitement far outweighs my panic. I know we’ll figure it out.”

“You sure?” She asks. “Because I’m almost positive this is one of the only times I’ve ever even held a baby.”

“Well, looks like you’re doing a great job. I mean, she’s alive.”

“Dylan, it’s been like two minutes. It’s only a matter of time.”

“You’re doing great,” I try to reassure her.

A few moments later, Jack comes in. “I’ve come to get the sweet little princess for a diaper change.”

Leah hands Beth off to him, and Liz comes back. “Jack doing a diaper change?” She asks.

“Yep,” I say. “How many of those have you done so far in the past week?”

“Uhm.” She holds up her fingers like she’s counting. “Zero.”

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