When Emily had left last night, I couldn’t stop thinking about how I was going to talk to Ben about our relationship. I needed his input before I made any decisions. I was pretty positive I knew whatmy son was going to say. Still, he had a voice and an opinion, and both mattered.
His dream couldn’t have been a better introduction.
“I wouldn’t like to see Emily sad either.” I stroked his cheek with my thumb. “What do you think of her?”
“She’s pretty, Dad. And she’s so nice. I like that she’s like Dr. Kap, but she doesn’t stick any needles into me and make me cry.”
I chuckled. “She’s a little gentler than Dr. Kap, huh?”
He nodded on top of his pillow.
“So you’re telling me you like Emily?”
“Lots!”
“What do you think about having her come around more often?” I pulled the blanket down to his knees, preparing him to get up. “Would you like to hang out with her?”
“Yes!”
I tickled his stomach, and once he stopped screaming and laughing, I said, “I thought you would, buddy.”
Me:Good morning, baby.
Emily:Hi! Morning.
Me:I wish I had woken up to you.
Emily:Me too. But since it was the first time Ben saw us together, especially without my nursing scrubs on, I think it was a good choice to have him wake up to just you. How’s he feeling?
Me:He’s good.
Me:I’ve now gotten three texts from my mom about you. Fucking three, Emily.
Emily:I was going to ask you ... you guys were whispering last night when I was checking out Ben. I get the feeling you were talking about me. True?
Me:We were.
Emily:That’s all you’re going to say? You need to give me more than that.
Me:I was telling her how I feel about you.
Emily:!!!!!!
Emily:And the texts from Mom, I hope they weren’t bad?!?
Me:You’ve won over Grandma and Mom. They weren’t bad at all.
Emily:You know what that means?
Me:Tell me.
Emily:Your mom needs to come to our next girls’ night.
Me:I thought you were going to tell me we’re meant to be together ...
Emily:I didn’t have to, you just did.
Me:That mouth.
