already eating more than six ounces? Only at 2 months too.” I answer. Chest comes through the door carrying the car seat that holds our daughter. He puts it down next to the door to get a sleeping Michaela out so Tim can hold her. I never would have thought Tim would be a baby person. But since Chest and I had Michaela he has been over at our house constantly.
Maria sits solemnly on the couch staring in to space. As she does every time we come over. Benji waits somewhat patiently to open his gifts and for us to see what he got the rest of us. About that time Michaela starts to fuss and I know on mother's instinct that she's hungry. I give a knowing look to Amy and she just smiles at me.
"Umm, Macey? Michaela needs you." Tim says handing her to me a little nervously. I smile at him to let him know that he didn’t do anything wrong that it's just breakfast time for her. He gives me a weak smile back. Chest grabs the baby bag and he heads to the kitchen to make some formula while I stay to talk to Tim and Amy for a while.
About a minute later he pokes his head around the corner and asks," Hey honey? How many scoops do I put in the bottle?"
I turn a little and call out,"Two if you're making 6 ounces and four if you're making twelve." He nods and disappears back in to the kitchen. In only a few seconds he comes out shaking the bottle and checking the temperature, at that time Michaela is really fussing not just whimpering. Chest takes her and gives her the bottle as he goes to sit on the couch. Elaine appears out of the hall way and runs over giving me a hug before sitting beside Chest to watch him feed Michaela.
Benjamin is about to jump out of his skin with excitement by the time we are all ready to sit down and open gifts. I sit on the couch on the other side of Chest and the sleeping baby. I give Chest a light kiss marking an end to another great year.
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