Aiden
The last six weeks have been grueling. Rowan has made so many improvements, and she is thriving.
She has doubled her birth weight in that time weighing in at eight pounds, she has been breathing on her own for two weeks, and lost her feeding tube earlier this week.
She has been tube free for four days, so they feel confident that she will be good to go home.
While the last six weeks have been full of victories, it’s also been really hard.
Seeing my baby girl with so many tubes was heart breaking.
Listening to Blue cry whenever Rowan had a setback.
When we got home the day Bailey got discharged, she broke down the moment we stepped into the bedroom and saw the bassinet we had set up by the bed.
I had to take her out of the room and have Maddox break it down.
It has sat in the closet this whole time, waiting for today. The day we get to bring her home.
Bailey never heard a response to the text she sent Daniel the day Rowan was born.
Our lawyers reached out saying that they got the DNA test back, and he was, in fact, the father of the baby.
We all knew that, he still doubted I guess.
He signed over all his rights for the baby and that has been filed with the courts.
Our lawyers told us it can take a bit of time for a judge to sign off on it, but as soon as it’s filed and official, they will reach out so we can start the process of me adopting Rowan.
Bailey needs to be a Baker before that happens, but I have a plan to make that happen.
The sound of the bathroom door opening startles me out of my thoughts.
I sit up in bed, and take in Bailey’s beautiful curves wrapped in a towel, her skin still damp from the shower.
Drops of water from her soaking wet hair dripping down below the towel.
Bailey chuckles at me and my eyes snap to hers, and she just raises an eye brow at me.
“Stop looking at me like that, you know we can’t do anything until after I’m cleared, and if you keep staring at me like that I might consider breaking the rules.
” She laughs and shakes her head at me. I’m not the only one struggling with the fact that we can’t have sex.
I’ve caught her looking at me with heat in her eyes more times than I can count, and a few times we will be laying in bed spooning, and she will grind her ass against my dick, and I died a little inside every time I had to stop her.
I knew what she wanted, but I wasn’t willing to risk her health for a little naked fun.
“I can’t help it that you’re the sexiest woman on the planet, and you’re standing in my bedroom in nothing but a towel.
I only have so much control, Blue. This is my every teenage fantasy coming to life.
” I try to hold in the smile, but it’s no use because she laughs too.
“I’m going to go shower, so we can head to your appointment. You ready to bring our girl home?”
The smile that overtakes her face is brighter than the morning sun, “I’m so fucking ready. I can’t believe it’s finally time. Go shower, you stink.”
I hop out of bed, choosing to ignore the comment, and head into my closet to grab clothes before I take a quick shower.
When I’ve finished, I throw my clothes on, run a brush through my shaggy hair and throw some mousse in it.
I make a mental note to get my hair cut before we head back up to school.
When I walk back into the bedroom I don’t see Blue, so I head downstairs to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, I grab a travel mug to fill with coffee, and fill my water bottle.
As I am packing a few snacks for our adventures today, Bailey calls from the living room, “Hey, I’m just pumping quick.
I have ten minutes left, then we can go.
Momma said she would clean my parts and put the milk away for me.
I plan on bringing my portable pumps, but I’m hoping that Ro will be hungry before we leave so I can nurse her one more time with the nurses there. ”
“Blue, Little Bear nurses like a champ every time. Everyone at the hospital is so proud of her and you. Neither of you need the help.” I say as I walk into the living room and sit down beside where she is pumping, and it’s true.
We have been working on nursing for the last four weeks, since they started introducing the bottle.
For the last four weeks, she has been weaning off tube feedings, and it honestly took longer than they thought to get her off, but she is now a champ at taking both the bottle and the boob.
She doesn’t really have a preference. I guess some babies do, but my girl just wants her milk.
“I know, but I’m nervous.” Of course she is. Bailey is already the most amazing mom, and there’s not a doubt in my mind that Rowan is going to thrive at home with us, but Bailey seems to doubt every one of her abilities.
“I breast fed four babies, and you know I’ll help in any way that I can, my girl. But, I have full confidence in your ability, and I know the team that has been taking care of my grandbaby in that hospital does too.” Momma tells Bailey.
I can see her take a deep breath and relax a little bit.
I reach out and squeeze her knee before grabbing her hand, lacing our fingers together, “And don’t forget, Blue.
You’re never alone in this. You’re a rockstar when it comes to pumping, and I know you want to nurse, but if it ends up being easier to bottle feed her, that’s what we will do.
A happy momma makes for a happy baby. We all just want what’s best for both of you. ”
“Thanks guys. Okay, I am finished here, so let’s get out of here.” Bailey detaches herself from the pump, hands all the parts to momma and puts herself back together.
I lead her out of the house, it’s time to go get our girl and bring her home.