I sit there in shcok for a minute before jumping to my feet. I quickly wrap my arms around him and give him a long, passionate kiss. I then pull my head about an inch away from his face.
"Yes." I whisper as my eyes fill up with tears. I pull his head back towards mine. After another passionate kiss, we sit back down on the blancket. With sit next to each other , our legs touching. I lean my head against his shoulder and try to fight off sleep but it quickly takes ahold of me.
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I awaken to the sound of crying. A quick look around my room shows me that it's not one of my kids. I sleepily climb out of bed and walk down the hallway to Amelia's room. I pick her up and rock her until she falls back asleep. Then, i lay her back down in her crib and walk to Dad's room.
He's sitting on his bed, staring off into space. I sit down next to him and start gently shaking his shoulder.He doesn't respond. After trying to get him out of his stpor for five minutes, i finally give up. I go back to Amelia's room, grab her with out waking her up, carry her to my room, and lay her down with Meredith in Meredith's crib. I check Meredith's heart monitor before laying back down and going to bed.
I awake again to the sound of crying, and our morning ritual begins. Figuring Dad was up half the night, I go ahead and take care of Amelia, too. When all of the kids are chaged and fed, we carry them to the living room and put them in their play pen. I then go into the kitchen to make breakfast.
After me and Mike eat breakfast, I make Dad a tray and carry it up to his room. I knock lightly on the door. When there is no answer, I slowly push it open.
Dad is sitting in the exact same possition he was last night. I set his breakfast tray down on his bed side table and start shaking his shoulders while screaming his name.
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Sorry it's extreamly short. I have had very limited access to internet lately. And I know I kind of eft it with a cliff hanger, so I'll leave you with another one. I hope to write more soon.
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