Charles Daniel Thomas has a set of lungs on him, that’s for sure, Nathan thought as he prepped the bottle. He’d taken a shift so Bella could soak in the tub for some down time. He sat in the rocking chair in the nursery with their son and fed him, pausing occasionally to burp Charlie gently.
Jandy flying in to help the first week had been both useful and very appreciated. The idea of giving this tiny creature a bath, for example, had terrified Bella and Nathan both; neither one had spent much time around infants before. But Jandy had shown them how, and their confidence levels had been bolstered a great deal.
“Everything okay in here?” Bella asked as she stood in the doorway in her robe.
“Perfect,” Nathan grinned. He looked down to see Charlie had fallen asleep. Moving as steadily and a
