He shakes his head. “Did you have fun?”
“It was awesome.” Liv giggles. “They have so many cute clothes for girls.”
Harrison chuckles. “You know she’s not a doll, right?”
“I know that.” Liv socks him in the arm. “I just want my niece to be stylish.”
Harrison and I laugh.
“You have no idea, Harrison. Mona will outgrow most of these outfits before she gets a chance to wear them.”
“Whatever!” Liv rolls her eyes. “She’ll be cute.”
Harrison smiles and puts his arm around Liv. “I was going to hit the gym. You want to come?”
“Sure, I just need to change.” She turns to me. “You want to come?”
“Yeah…no, thanks. You two have fun.”
They leave, and I start sorting through the bags. I have to admit, the outfits are really adorable – all fifty of them. I can’t wait to see them on Mona. It’s strange how I envision what she’ll look like and sound like. I’ve heard women talk about how you can never understand a bond between a mother and her child until you’ve experienced it. I always scoffed at that. It’s clear to me now. I feel the strength of our connection already, and soon I’ll get to look into her eyes and tell her just how much I love her. A life growing inside you changes you, gives you a different outlook on the world, and forces you to focus on the important things.
“What happened here?” Brady comes in the room, smiling, and sits down next to me.
“Your sister happened.”
Brady laughs, sliding his hand under my hair and draping it over my shoulder before running his nose along my jaw. “You smell nice.”
“I do?” I lift my arm and sniff. “That’s called sweat.”
“Okay, boner-killer.”
I laugh hard as he pulls away.
“Seriously, what is all of this?”
r /> “Clothes mostly, some bedding, decorations, Diaper Genie.” I point at each item as I tick them off.
He stops me. “Diaper Genie?” He looks thoroughly confused.
I shake my head and smile. “You know, the pail you put the diapers in after you change her.”
He shakes his head. By his expression he’s clearly baffled. “And you leave this Genie thing in here?”
“Yes.” I nod.
“With shitty diapers in it?” He grimaces, obviously disgusted by the idea.
I hadn’t thought about it like that. “Yes, you put them in the Genie so they don’t stink up the house.”
He shakes his head in disbelief. “If you don’t want them to stink up the house, why not take them to the bin outside?”
Hmm. I can’t exactly answer that one. “I don’t know, but Liv says we need it.”
His deep laugh vibrates against my arm. “All right, what else does Liv say we need?”
I stick my tongue at him. “A warmer for the wipes.”
“For what?”