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BECCA WOKE FEELING refreshed for the first time in a long time. Her mother warned her that things were going to be different with her pregnancy. Knowing lack of sleep and experiencing it were two different realities. A smile warmed her heart. Parker had slept through the night. She turned to tell Donovan only to find his side of the bed empty. Maybe he had gone to the bathroom.
She stepped into her slippers to go to the crib and check on their son. Thinking twice, she grabbed the cell phone on the side of her bed. She’d take a picture to memorialize the milestone. Becca shuffled down the hall to Parker’s room to pause. Something in the living room had caught her attention. She altered her course to see something even more heartwarming than their son sleeping through the night. Donovan was in the recliner with Parker sprawled out on his chest. The baby blanket was bunched on Donovan’s waist, and his hand was on Parker’s back.
The phone clicked when she took the picture, and Donovan’s eyes blinked open. He offered his wife a sleepy grin. He whispered, “He was lonely, so I thought I’d keep him company for a while. It worked like a charm. He fell asleep in a matter of seconds.”
Ever since the whale of a fight they had when he found out she was pregnant, Donovan had been by her side as much as possible. It didn’t surprise her in the least that the mirror image of him that they created would share the same need for companionship. Becca whispered, “Sounds like someone I know,” and gently kissed her husband on the cheek.
She could have mouthed the words she knew Donovan was going to say, but let him say it without interruption. “We should have done this sooner.”