KATE
Both Jaxon and I were perfectly fine, and so, with a little bit of help from everyone, we were moved back into my room.
Marco had left no stone unturned in making preparations for my little one.
A cute white cot sat in the room right beside my bed, complete with its own canopy and soft, hand-stitched blankets. Little stars and moons dangled above the cot, swaying gently with every breeze that passed through the room.
My heart warmed at the sight.
Marco truly had thought of everything, he had had the space redesigned to beautifully accommodate the new addition to our little weird family.
I carefully placed baby Jaxon down in the cot, watching as his tiny fists clenched and unclenched in his sleep, a serene expression on his face.
He was a good kid, the little one.
He barely fus
