Gemma sat upon the front porch of her home with baby Hope wrapped in her maternal embrace. She focused on this perfect moment with her youngest child, adoring the small features of her body and placing sweet kisses upon her forehead. Watching the innocent bundle in her arms, Gemma heard Shane emerge out of the front screen door with two mugs of coffee steaming out of the top. She smirked in his direction as he had chosen two mugs personally made for them by their children, one labeled #1 mom and one labeled #1 dad. These circumstances she found herself a part of had almost seemed painful as to what she had endured with Shane before, but perhaps a part of her had stayed in hoping this would be him someday. In some odd notion, she had Conner to thank as to why he was being so sweet on her. A
