Eight months later
Bree
“Here she is.” The night nurse, Noxolo, was cradling Gabrielle tenderly as I sat up in bed waiting to feed her. Gabrielle was the most beautiful and sweet baby I had ever known. Noxolo handed her to me. I snuggled her close. She smelled amazing. I was still in awe with this small bundle.
Gabrielle cooed as I placed her on my lap to position her for her first breastfeeding session of the day. John came out of the bathroom wearing a white tee and dark blue gym shorts for training. He had been consistent in his routine so he could stay sharp. He came over to the bed while Noxolo backed out of the room. He sat beside me.
“Good morning, Princess Gabby.” She gave him a small smile, already drifting back to sleep as she fed. He placed one of his fingers in her sma
