Poppy’s P.O.V
We spent the next few weeks becoming acclimated as a new family of three. My days had been spent with my arms around my new addition, as well as attempting to recover.
“Here, I Brought you a green tea.” Ashton stepped into the bedroom as I lid in the large king sized bed, a newborn sleeping silently on my chest. Ashton sat at the side of the bed, reaching his large hand out to rest softly on the back of our son. “Has he been sleeping?” Ashton inquired, watching me with a face of compassion. I yawned and nodded my head, rubbing my eye with my free hand as I spoke.
“He’s been out for about a half hour so far.” Ashton nodded his head understandingly, his hands gently moving to cradle him as he lifted the baby from my chest. He carefully rocked our son as he laid him onto the
