Day 1 of many (Jack)

It is true that I didn't get very far at all. I can't just leave my little girl. She's the magnet that I'm attracted to. The need to never let her out of my sight is something that keeps drawing me in and I would wait a thousand years if I can just never let her go. Is this suppose to feel like this? Am I suppose to feel this clingy to someone so little that I only just met? Does she really need me every second of her life or am I just somehow becoming one of those new parents? I wish my mom was here to help me figure these things out like this. Did she do this with me?

"Go. We're fine. I got this." He mentions when he finds me watching them at the doorway. I grin heavily and slowly peel myself away from the door. The trip to the bathroom is quick. I don't want to have little Mira out of my sight at all. It's just this feeling that I can't let go of. Maybe it's something that makes me wonder if I leave her for too long that she'll disappear and all of this is simply a dream? That none of this is real?

"That bath sounds like a good idea though. Family bath?"

I shake my head and don't answer him and turn the water on to wash my hands and return a few moments later to see him laying in bed with Mira beside him. Her eyes afixed on something that is on him, but with one hand that is tangled in his hair, it's easy to see what's gotten her attention.

"Careful or she'll pull out your beautiful locks." I tease and lay back down in the bed easily and snuggle closer to the pair, giving Mira a kiss on the cheek. She reacts and slowly turns her head a little but makes a small whimpering noise and kicks her feet just a little. "Oh, the diaper." I grumble slightly and grimace to get up, walk over to the crib and get a diaper and the needed changing things. "Do you wanna change her or do you want me to?"

I question him, but that look on his face makes me wonder, so I just try to take the reigns. "You wanna give her a bath? She can't take a bath with us yet until her bellybutton heals up a bit more. Not to mention, she's like a bar of soap when she's all wet. I don't want to drop her." My fears of letting the baby slip in the bathtub is obvious, but with a yawn from the little girl it melts my heart and I kiss her tiny nose.

Just like that, the sour diaper is replaced with a fresh and dry one. She hardly cried, but settled nicely as I snap up her sleeper outfit. Slowly, I lay down again and get closer to the two of them and look from her to Matthew. Amazement runs deep for the pair. "Hmph... I can see whose taken my spot beside you. I'm a little jealous." I tease him, and stretch a little to capture his lips for a moment then rest my forhead on his.

"I still have a present in the shed for you, you know. Maybe I can finish it today." I look to him and raise an eyebrow. I still have no clue what it is that he's got or what he's made. I can only assume it's something for Mira maybe since he's been working on something for a while now. Things took a sharp stop when Mira was suddenly born though adn the last few days have been trying to adjust to our new life with a baby.

"Maybe you can, Matthew. I'm dying to know what it is." I say, feeling his arms surround me, with him behind me. Little Mira lays on the changing table and blinks heavily as if sleep was the only thing she wants to do. From behind, I hear Matthew whisper into my ear. The jolt of his breath tickling my ear sends a shiver down my spine and his lips touch the sensitive skin once again.

"Don't Matthew. That's what got us into trouble in the first place." I say but it's more in a teasing tone as I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck and look him in the eyes. I grin and then put a hand up to conceal a quick kiss to his lips. "Love how you are totally mine."

A dissatisfied grunt from behind me alerts us both that something bigger is now going to be part of our lives. The grunt turns into a small silent whimper that begs for attention. "Maybe she's hungry again. I don't know. She eats too much." I say and turn to the little girl and bend over slightly to get her attention.

"Little piggy. Why must you eat so much?"

That dissatisfied noise doesn't stop and slowly her face becomes a little red before her lip curls upward and a tiny cry starts to erupt from the little being. "Okay. Okay..." I reach over to pick her up and cradle her next to my chest and give her what she's wanting. I gently pat her bottom and keep her nestled near me when I look to Matthew. "Can we lay down for a little longer together?"

Matthew's arms wrap around me as I keep Mira close to me when she starts to suckle and take nurishment. She's never even disrupted when I crawl into bed and then situate her next to me with Matthew behind us. It's a good resting moment when I look down to the little girl whose eyes blink several time and those little lips move furiously trying to fill her belly. It's so weird how she just knows what to do. How she knows more than I do when it comes to this. Her very small hand stretches outward and then flexes when she lays it on my breast and acts as though it's a pillow, wanting to pull it toward her. I only shake my head and reach to her hand, letting her fingers curl around my pinky finger. It satitates her enough that she takes a heavy breath and her lips leave with a small 'pop'.

"Done?" I question her when her lips open wide, yawning. For a moment, I touch her bottom lip in the middle of her yawn and she quickly takes to finding my finger to suck on. "Guess not."

Once again, I prop her up against me again and listen to Matthew talk about his father coming to see Mira today. "I was a really fat baby apparently - at least my dad claims that. I can't wait for him to come by today when he's back from his trip."

"That'll be exciting. I hope he likes her. I hope he'll want to be around Mira cause she deserves a good grandfather in her life. She deserves a lot of good people in her life that will love her and protect her. Oh, and Nolan, too, Matthew. I'll have Jeran go get him tomorrow.

"I might also see Trinity - let her know. Am I really such a terrible person that she has to keep her kid from me?"

I might have to think about what's went on in his life, but he was only trying to protect her even though his sister didn't want it. It made it rough on him though but it wasn't all his fault either. His father played a role in pushing away the girl. So, I only shrug.

"You are not to blame, Matthew. And besides, people change you know? We all do. Maybe she'll finally grow up?" I try to settle that issue with him and like that, the suckling starts to stop yet again. Instead of being asleep, she just lays there and looks up at me and I flash a smile at her. In turn, she moves and stretches her entire body releasing herself from my breast and a small trial of milk falls down her chin. I'm eager to wipe it away and turn to Matthew. "Will you burp her, please. Much easier for you to get up then me."

I tap my baby girls cheek with my finger, feeling of those tiny little cheeks. Just like that her body starts to jerk slightly with hiccups, startling her into a silent cry.

"Aww... poor little Mira." I coo at her.

The hiccups sound so sweet for such a tiny little baby. I can recall similar things when she was still in my stomach and she would have the hiccups. Guess she'll always get them. Matthew is all to eager to take care of her so he bends over and I help him scoop her up into his arms and slowly he places her nearer to his neck and her whole body keeps that coiled up position like she was used to for so long. In his arms and hands, she is completely taken over. I can barely see her when he pats her cause she's just slightly larger than his hand. I'm in complete awe as she takes to the burping with hatred because she starts to cry and the sound is just enough to make me pout and pucker out my bottom lip to her discomfort. Poor Mira!

"I wonder when she'll get enough strength in her neck to keep her head from doing that?" I question outloud cause she looks and feels so fragile as a tiny baby. Her skin looks so new and fresh without a single mark or scratch on it. It almost still don't feel real to have this little person in our lives.

Yet, she doesn't stop crying so Matthew manuevers himself out of our bed and I let my eyes stay on him and her. I watch his every movement; from getting up to standing. I'm jealous that he's taking care of her instead of me, but I still feel sore and tired to get up every time. Though, he seems to get the hang of it a little now. He starts to bounce with her tucked away tightly in his grasp. The discomfort is suddenly released with a giant burp and I instantly let out a bout of laughter to see Matthew's face.

"Oi! Wow, you learned from the best. Holy shit. HOw can such a little girl make such sounds?" I shake my head and tuck my eyes into my pillow for a moment and when I turn back to them, I watch with so much love at Matthew talking to her and coo'ing to her in a tone that doesn't scare nothing. He's taken to his new role so fast. I love it.

"I have no clue. She's got your genes of course. Predisposition for 10 point belches?" I tell him and pull the shirt up onto my shoulders and then the blanket to cover me. A small bit of a chill overcomes me.

"She's looks good with you. You know that right? Maybe... there are more to life than the games and everything. Training... You think she's going to want to train when she gets older? Or should I teach her how to just be a little girl until she decides?"

Mira's head pushes away from Matthew's shoulder and then falls back down a moment later until she gets to a position that she's looking up at him and her hand extends and I see her fingers latch on to a bit of his shirt and the grip looks almost death-like. "Daddy's girl already."

So, he finally admitted it. He knows that Mira's got him wrapped around her finger. Completely hers, no doubt about that. The way she's taken to him like that, I know she can tell who exactly he is to her. She's heard his voice so many times when she was growing inside of me. The nurses have told me that she can hear and recognise voices while she's in the womb and more than likely I believe that now as she seems completely at ease with him. She's got a death grip on his shirt as if to say to him to never let her go.

"I totally think so." I tell him, agreeing with what he thinks. Though, she's not to keen on his scratchy beard cause I can see her face tense up when he did that and how he smoothed away the pain that she might have felt. Her skin is so new and delicate. I'm sure anything would bother her. I keep myself fully under the covers though enjoying the warmth and lazy moments of the day. I could even go for some more shuteye when Matthew suggests something else and I mentally groan, but outwardly just grin at him. Life just isn't about me anymore.

"Let's go and get some breakfast, Ky." With a small groan of displeasure, I slowly peel the blankets off my body and sit up, stretching and watching Matthew starts to walk to the door with Mira on his shoulder.

"Okay. I'm coming. Wait for me." I get up and put my slippers on, pulling a housecoat over my body and reach Matthew as we go down the stairs. I take the step behind him so that I can make faces at Mira while we descend them, but her eyes are heavy already so she doesn't seem to acknowledge me much. Instead, her eyes close before we reach the bottom steps and in the kitchen, Matthew sits and pats her on her back only to realize she's fallen asleep.

"She must be the cutest thing I've ever seen."

"She is." I agree and walk over to him and Mira to place a kiss upon her head. She never arouses.

"Can I get some coffee and toast, please? Or do you want me to suckle a little, too."

I give him that 'You got to be kidding me' look when he asked that. I also get the little flirtatious joke and decide to play along, too.

"Oh, sure. I do all the work only a few days ago and today you want me to do more work? The nerve of you, Matthew!" I tease him heartily. To be honest, it feels good to get up and move around a bit, so the task won't be harrowing at all. "Just make sure to let her sleep if you insist on having some coffee." I flash him a quaint little smile and slowly move to the bread box and pull out some slices and get to work on preparing some coffee. The sound of the drink makes me crave the mornings I used to have a couple years ago when I was routinely up at five to hit the gym. Those days when I first had met Matthew. I don't know if I want to go back to those days, but I know these new ones will never be the same.

Mira's made sure of that.

"What are you doing over there, my love?" I turn to look over at him thinking that he's making noises that are going to wake her up, but instead I see that the noise is coming from Mira, herself. "Wow. She snores. Only with you... you might have yourself a little tomboy over there. She can beat you when it comes to burps... snores. What else is she going to do, daddy? What are you teaching her when I am not in the room?"

I grab the toast up and get the butter from the fridge and some jam as well and sit it on the table and sit down next to them. "My little precious." I reach out to stroke Mira's back and just revel in the joys it is to have someone like her in my life. "Thank you, Matthew."