LAUREN ZSANELLE
2 MONTHS LATER...
“Waaaaaa! Waaaaa! Waaaa!” the cry of a baby wakes me up in the deep sleep so I stood up and went to his crib. “Stop crying, my baby,” I said sweetly and make a little dance for him to back into his sleep. “Is he awake again?” Harrold asked so I sighed. “Just sleep again, Harrold you still have office later,” I said to him as I look at the wall clock.
“No, let me take care of him. You should take a rest because you are taking care of him for the whole day,” he said and gets the baby from me and he look at his son. The baby stopped crying when he sees it his dad who is taking care of him now. Daddy’s boy.
As soon as I laid my back on the bed, sleep fell on me.
The sun rays told me to wake up so I stood up when I remember that I should bring my son o
