My wife had recently told me she was pregnant (and by recently I mean 7 months ago) a baby boy I still can't believe that this is happening. Ava and I always joked that I'd be a terrible mother and now it's getting to me. Apparently I'm visibly upset because Ava came to me and held my hands
"It's gonna be okay, you know everything I said about you being a bad mom were jokes babe." She said almost as if she read my mind
"Yeah I know but what if a I actually am a bad mom? What if I mess up, like mess up really bad?"
"You won't , you're gonna be a great mom my love, our baby boy is gonna love you and we're gonna raise him right. Sound good baby?"
"If the boy is anything like you..... he's perfect"
"Cheesy as fuck"
"Yup"
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"Good morning baby girl" I said kissing my wife's cheek "good morning baby boy" I said kissing her baby bump. Ava smiled at the fact that I already love the kid and he hasn't even been born yet.
"Baby?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think we're ready for this?"
"I know we are baby"
"You know what you're right, I have no idea what I'm so worried about" I gave a soft kiss on the temple and went to go get dressed.
"Where are you going" asked Ava
"To make you breakfast"
"I don't want food, I want love."
"That's very uncharacteristically not Aquarius of you" I said in skeptical tone
"Yeah don't get used to it and enjoy it while it lasts"
"There's my Aquarium"
"Aquarium?"
"You heard me right. I said what I said"
"Alright shut up and come here" she whined extending her arms
I laid next to her carefully wrapping my arms around her
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Today's the day, the day I actually become a mother. How do I feel? I'm absolutely petrified. I mean my wife is about to have a baby and I have to take care of it. I've never been good with children. I dropped my little cousin three times! I'm just hoping that since this is my kid he'll actually like me, because I love him. We also decided what we're gonna name him, Grayson Issac Koci.
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He's precious, my baby boy. I looked over at Ava knocked out on the hospital bed and smiled looking back down at Grayson ever-so-gently kissing his forehead
"I love you Grayson Issac", I looked back at my wife slowly standing up to walk over to her. I bent down carefully, still holding the baby in my arms and kissed her forehead "and I love you Amanda Ava, I always have and I always will."
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Grayson is now five years old and this is where I leave most of the parenting to Ava until he's 11 or 12 because if he does something wrong I'll accidentally make the poor kid cry.
"Grayson! Have you seen Lester- Grayson what did you do to the poor dog?" I found Lester all dressed up in some clothes Ava had bought for him a while ago and I have no idea how he found them, we purposely hid them from him so he wouldn't do this to the poor lil guy.
"Gray look at him dude he's miserable" I pick up the dog and took of the clothes letting him roam around the house.
"Mommmm do you know how hard I worked to put those on him"
"Hey at least I left the booties on"
"Yeah but those were the easiest part!"
"Really? He used to hate them when he was a puppy" the little boy shrugged and walked out of the room
I went to the living room to find Ava with Lester on her lap watching TV
"Hey"
"Hi babe"
"You know you were right, I'm not as bad of a parent I thought I'd be" she simply responded with a kiss on the cheek which I could tell meant I know I was right
