Meredith’s POV
"Sweet baby girl, you are a little terrorist! You know that?" I ask Theo tickling her lightly and she is just making some sounds that seem like giggling.
"I am sure you know, but your daddy has a little and will break a blood vein. Don't you want to see him smiling?" and I kissed her little feet that were moving continuously.
Theo is three weeks old and she is more and more beautiful every day, now she already looks like a baby with a normal delivery due. Her dark brown hair is a little curly and those two big black eyes melt my heart every day. I can't even believe that I am the mother of this fantastic kid.
"What are you doing?" Vivi and Cara asks sticking their heads in the door of Theo's bedroom, where I stayed most of the time in the last three weeks. Max made this
