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All Grown Up: The Story of Jacob and Renesmee	By : VanessaWolfe Category: Twilight Series > Het > Jacob/Renesmee Views: 19932 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Renesmee
"Come on in Daddy," I said.
"Bring everyone else. Even though I'm sure you've cheated and already seen him."
"Of course I did," he said without a trace of shame as he came through the door with my mom, his arm wrapped around her waist. The rest of the family filed in behind them, their faces bright. Daddy was positively beaming. Mom made a noise that was a cross between a gasp and a sob when she laid eyes on her grandson for the first time.
"Everybody, this is Anthony Jacob Cullen Black," I announced with great pride, looking at my son who I had cradled in my arms.
"Oh, he's so sweet, Ness!" my Mom said.
"He's just perfect!"
"He really is. He's extraordinarily beautiful, without a doubt. Congratulations," Daddy said to both of us, every one else echoed him.
"Thanks," we said together.
"He's like a teeny little Jacob!" my mom managed to get out between sobs.
"He sure is a tiny one isn't he," Nanna said. "How much does he weigh?" she asked Grandpa.
He gave a small shrug. "Nessie hasn't let go for long enough for me to find out yet." I waved my hand dismissively.
"Minor detail," I said.
"I'm saying 5.5 pounds," Uncle Emmett said.
"No way, 6," Uncle Jasper responded.
"Looser buys the winner a new car. Not a 'new to you' car, a new one." They shook on it.
"You guys are dorks. No more betting about my baby."
I noticed then that everybody was wearing their baby related t-shirts.
"I see you dressed everybody Aunt Alice," I said.
"We were ready!"
"You were the only ones I think," I said managing a small laugh.
"Well, I had to find something to do while we were waiting. Just because we aren't uncomfortable standing in the same place all day doesn't mean we aren't bored."
Before I let anyone hold Anthony I made them use hand sanitizer. I made them put it on their lips too, to make for nice clean kisses. I almost told them that I don't know where their mouths have been. I was thinking along the lines of on the necks of filthy wild deer that could be crawling with ticks. But I didn't elaborate because I knew Uncle Emmett would never, ever let that golden opportunity pass by.
"Smart girl," Daddy had said, I knew he'd probably heard me think that, and wasn't only referring to my sanitation demands. I warned them all to be gentle, and they passed him around. Mom and Daddy both looked down at him in awe when they held their first grandchild. Of course Mom cried that vampire tearless sob again.
"Mom, you cried half the time I was in labor and you still aren't done?" I teased.
"Hey, I did not!" she protested looking up from Anthony, then immediately seemed to regret her denial.
"What? Wasn't that you?" I asked. Everybody assumed a poker face. "Who was it?"
"I've been threatened with bodily harm should that information leave the hallway," Mom said seriously.
"Why is it such a big deal?"
No response.
"Please tell me?"
I gave my best puppy dog eyes.
"Come on you guys, who was it?"
Ever so slowly, a hand raised, the last hand that I expected.
"It was me, okay?"
"Uncle Emmett?" I said.
"Who cares? I was just worried like everybody else." he said looking at the floor.
"I'm kinda touched," I said.
Aunt Rose wound her slender arms tightly around one of Uncle Emmett's huge ones and looked up at him lovingly.
"My big strong man is just all soft on the inside, aren't you babe?"
"Don't spread it around," he muttered. The conversation was then interrupted, much to Uncle Emmett's relief I'm sure, by Aunt Alice who was taking her turn holding Anthony.
"Hey, he's awake! Hi there sweetie, I'm your Aunt Alice and I love you so, yes I do! Actually your great Aunt. That means I'm super awesome."
"No it doesn't, it means you are old." Daddy teased her.
"Yeah right Grandpa!" she said. He grinned at her.
"I do enjoy the sound of that. What do you think Grandma?" He asked turning to my mom.
"I think we have the most perfect grandchild ever."
"I couldn't agree more. His eyes are certainly a striking shade of green," he said with a smirk.
"Yes Edward we know, he has your eyes," Jacob said.
"My genes win!" Daddy said. Jacob chuckled.
"Yeah, yeah," he said. Anthony was squirming and staring at me with worried eyes from Uncle Jasper's arms.
"I think he wants you Ness," Daddy said.
Uncle Jasper crossed the room to hand Anthony back to me.
"Is that right honey, do you want your Mommy?" I held my squirmy little bundle close to my chest but he kept right on squirming. "What's wrong?" I started to feel a little panicky.
"Ness, it seems to me like he's just feeling a little overwhelmed," Uncle Jasper said. Daddy nodded in agreement. So the proud new Grandma took it upon herself to shoo everybody out.
"We'll have plenty of time to love on him later," she assured them.
Once everyone was gone Mom asked us, "Would you like Daddy and I to stay the night just in case you need anything?" I nodded, because holy crap I'm a mom now and I'm not sure how to do this!
"We'll be downstairs then," Aunt Alice darted back in briefly just to let me know that Anthony's first outfit is already picked out (of course it is) and waiting in his crib. Grandpa came back in and asked to finally weigh Anthony, so I reluctantly handed him over.
"Six pounds and one ounce," he announced. "I'm suspecting you may have conceived earlier than you originally thought. He is a little on the small side, but he seems to be doing quite well."
"That's my boy!" Jake said with a grin. Grandpa handed Anthony back to me and my arms felt right again. When Grandpa went back downstairs I leaned against Jacob and close my eyes.
"Mommy is tired! I'm not getting up until it's bedtime."
Jake laughed.
"What time do you think it is?" he asked.
I looked out the window and was surprised by the darkness I saw.
"Woah, I have no idea." Jacob showed me his watch it was 9:15.
"It can be bedtime now if you want it to be."
"Yeah, I do."
This hospital bed was decent enough, but once I started thinking about it, our king sized bed was calling to me.
Rachel poked her head into the room.
"You might want to pump some milk before you go to bed, that way you can sleep through the night and one of us can feed Anthony."
I considered that, I wanted to be the one to feed him, but I was dead tired. And I'd already fed him his first meal.
"I think that might be a good idea," I said.
"Is the machine in the nursery?" she asked.
"Yeah it should be," I told her. She went to find it, and soon brought it back and set it on a little metal cart which she pushed to my bedside.
I carefully handed Anthony to Jake.
"Go see Daddy for a while."
When Rachel turned the loud machine on it scared my poor baby and he started to cry.
"Honey, it's okay! Jake take him outside in the hall."
Jake slid off the bed and tried to sooth Anthony as he walked out of the room with Rachel following. I hated to see that, and it took me a second to figure out why. Less than an hour ago we were sharing a body. This was the first time Anthony and I had not been in the same room, the farthest we'd ever been apart. I reminded myself that he was just outside and I was being a little silly. I focused my attention to the task of pumping.
Can't be that hard right? I pulled my dress down and put the two plastic cups over my breasts and waited for something to happen. When nothing did I moaned, "Rachel! I need help!" She came back in took a look.
"I know at this point, probably not, but do you care if I touch your boobs?"
I laughed.
"Considering you just caught my child as he came out of me, no."
She laughed too.
"Just checking!"
As Rachel showed another method to push on my breasts to get the milk going, Jacob called to her from just outside the door.
"Hey, be careful with those, they are mine!"
"Sorry to tell you my dear, but they are now Anthony's indefinitely!" I called back. He stood in the doorway and stuck his tongue out at me.
"Get him out of here, he's gonna cry again!" I said.
"No he isn't, look he's fine. I think it was just that the noise was so sudden that scared him."
"Well...just don't bring him to close," Rachel made one more adjustment.
"Woah! There it goes!" I said when the pumping machine started doing it's job.
"There, I'll be back in a few," Rachel said, and left.
I then noticed that Jacob was snickering at me.
"What?" I demanded.
"Well...sorry but it looks like an alien is feeling you up. That thing is so crazy looking."
"Oh shut up!"
But when I looked down myself, I had to laugh too. He was right, that thing was quite a contraption. After I had pumped what would hopefully be enough for tonight, Rachel took care of getting it into the bottles. Jacob went and got Anthony's first outfit for me, a light blue onesie with yellow rubber duckies all over it, and his first diaper. I sat up in the bed with my legs spread apart and Anthony lying between them. Jake and Anthony both studied me as I put on the diaper, then the onesie.
"Do you like to look at me?" I asked Anthony.
"I like to look at you too! I'm your Mommy you know, and I love you so so much. Do you recognize my voice?"
I wrapped him up in the blue receiving blanket Aunt Alice had laid out with his clothes. I traced his tiny lips with my finger, touched his silky black hair. I couldn't stand the thought of my baby sleeping in a different room tonight. It just felt plain wrong.
"He's sleeping with us tonight," I told Jake firmly.
He grinned in agreement.
"Are you ready for bed then?"
"Very." Jake went to go push our bed out from the wall so the CPAP could go above our heads. That way Anthony could sleep between us, and nobody would get tangled in wires or tubes, or be sleeping under them. I called Daddy up to help us get to bed. He carried Anthony in one arm, and the CPAP machine and the table for it with the other. He followed behind Jake, who had me cradled in his arms. After Jake gingerly set me on my side of the bed, I held out my arms for Anthony.
"There's Mommy's buddy! Should we go to sleep?" I laid him on his tummy, facing Jake's side since Jake would surely be awake longer than I was planning to be. It would be a far more interesting view then his dead to the world mother.
"Do you want me to help you into some pjs?" Jacob asked me. I looked down and realized since I was still wearing the dress I'd given birth in, I wasn't exactly fresh as a daisy.
"That would be nice." Jacob carefully helped me into my beloved yoga pants, and a tank top. Ahh it felt wonderful to be in clean clothes. I curled up next to my baby, and rested my hand on his back. I put my nose close to his little head and breathed him in deeply. It sounded like he did the same.
"Do you smell Mommy? I'm right here."
I said as I rubbed his back. Jake eased into the bed so he wouldn't jostle us, and mirrored my position. We wound our legs together, and Jake laced his fingers through mine across the baby's back. He propped his head up on his hand and leaned on his elbow, looking at me over Anthony's head.
"I am so proud of you. So, so proud."
"Thanks," I said with a sleepy smile. "I love you"s were exchanged and I drifted off to sleep. The next thing I knew, Jacob was shaking my shoulder. I squinted at the bright light coming in through our bedroom window. The baby was crying.
"Hun you gotta wake up," Jake begged me.
"Anthony's already drank the bottles and I think he's hungry again." I sat up in bed, it was an effort.
"Did you change him?" I asked squeezing my eyes shut against the offensive light.
"Yeah, well your mom did."
"Oh God, our curtains suck...have you been burping him?" I asked.
"Yeah."
I opened my eyes and held my arms out.
"Aw, look at my poor baby. I'm sorry, you are starving and Momma's over here just sleeping away," I said with a yawn.
I took him in my arms and lifted my shirt up, pulling the front of it over my head and hooking it behind my neck so it would be out of my way. I closed my eyes and brought him to my breast.
"Ness, honey you missed."
"Huh?"
I looked down and sure enough, I had.
"Oops."
The baby's mouth was nowhere near my nipple. I thought I heard a snicker coming from Jacob but I was too tired to either be annoyed, or laugh with him. I moved Anthony over to where he needed to be.
"Okay there we go."
But he was still fussing.
"Come on sweetie we thought you were hungry."
It took him a minute to calm down and latch on, but he did. How long had he been crying? I closed my eyes and went to lean back against the wall. Jacobs hand shot out and stopped me from leaning back. I opened my eyes and stared at him in surprise.
"We pushed the bed out from the wall because of the machine remember?"
"Oh!" I put my hand over my heart, which was now racing. Such a short fall normally wouldn't have done any damage at all to me, but in this state who knows? And it could have hurt Anthony. Falling backwards is much scarier then falling forwards. The thought of falling backwards and not being able to do anything about it because I had the baby in my arms was just awful. My eyes filled with tears.
"Hey," Jake said softly, "I got you guys, you are okay."
"I know," I sniffled.
"It just startled me. I'm so tired Jacob, and so sore."
"I know sweetie, it's all right though, you didn't even come close to falling. I wouldn't have let you. Do you want to sit in my lap so you can lay back?"
I nodded. He carefully eased both of us into his lap and I leaned back against his bare chest. My hungry little boy didn't miss a beat and kept right on enjoying his meal. I stroked his cheek with my thumb, his skin was so soft. Jacob kissed my hair and looked down over my shoulder at Anthony.
"He took those bottles for me pretty well," he told me.
"Aw that's good. I'm kind of sad I missed the first time you fed him though."
"Don't worry, there will be lots of firsts. Besides, there are pictures."
I laughed, "Nanna was here?"
"Yup." he said.
"Looks like she's found a new hobby."
"That's for sure."
"I missed his first diaper change, at least I didn't miss the first time you did it though. You wanna try the next one?"
"Sure, I guess I can give it a try," he said.
"Don't tell me you are afraid to change him."
"I'm not! There is a difference between afraid and...a touch apprehensive," he insisted.
"You are silly, if I pushed him out of me, you can change him."
"I know, I know. I am going to," he said. My thoughts went back to last night. All the pain, the relief, the joy, the fear. I really was afraid Jake wouldn't be fast enough to get back here. That was one of the worst parts.
"Hey, you broke our door didn't you," I said remembering the loud crack that announced his arrival. It was more of a statement then a question.
"Yeah," he admitted sheepishly.
"Oh well, Nanna's probably already picked out a new one. I'm sure she enjoyed that."
I looked down at Anthony, who was looking up at us, going back and forth between me and Jake.
"Hey, what did my Dad say to you before you came in yesterday?" I asked.
"Oh, when I came in I was thinking about how I could hear you screaming from the road, and it was just killing me to know how much you were hurting. He told me not to let you know that because it would make this even harder for you. That I had to do my best to stay calm, then you would hopefully calm down too."
"If you freaked out I probably would have freaked out more. He was right."
"I hate when that happens," he said.
"What?"
"When he's right."
I laughed.
"Oh shush."
Jake and my Dad are friends, they are father and son in law after all, but I guess old rivalries never die. The way I looked at it, all that stuff that happened before I was born, it happened so that eventually Jake and I could be together. There was a certain chain of events that had to take place. Long before I was thought of, he was meant for me.
Soon our new little bundle of joy was fast asleep. I took him from my breast and fixed my shirt. "It feels so nice to take a nap after a big meal doesn't it?" I whispered to him.
"How about a meal for mommy now?" Jake asked. "Want some breakfast?"
"Oh, that sounds nice."
"What do you want? I'll get it for you."
"I hope we still have sausage!" I said.
"I'm pretty sure we do." As he headed downstairs I thought to myself, please oh please let there be some left!
"Yup!" Jake called up. Yes! Daddy are you still here?
"I'm here Ness," Daddy called up.
I don't want to yell down because Anthony is sleeping, but can you remind Jake to just brown the outside? And could you get me something for the pain?
"Sure thing." Daddy came right up with a couple of pills and a glass of water.
"Hows the little guy today?" he asked.
He's good. How was last night, did his breathing sound okay?
"Yes, I made sure to pay close attention to it all night. Everything went well, Jacob got up with him like a champ every time. Fed him and burped him," he reported.
"Anthony did spit up a little, right down Jacob's back. I think he will remember the burping cloth next time," Daddy said with a chuckle.
I chuckled with him.
I'm sorry I missed that one. Jake said Nanna took some pictures?
"Yes, she used your camera, would you like to see them now?"
Yes!
Daddy was gone and back with my camera in a couple of seconds. The pictures were adorable. The first was of Jake in the kitchen feeding Anthony. Jake's expression had a touch of anxiety. He was looking at the bottle, not Anthony, probably stressing about maintaining the proper angle to avoid bubbles, and therefore a gassy and unhappy baby. So that one was kind of funny. The next one I liked more. It was taken a minute later when the bottle was almost gone, Jake was looking up at the camera and smiling like a proud daddy. After that was Momma, with Anthony who was on the changing table in the nursery wearing a fresh new diaper. He had his tiny hands wrapped around her thumbs and she was smiling down at him, talking to him. There must have been a vampire party at my house when I was sleeping. There were pictures of my son with every family member. Anthony being held by Aunt Rose, with her perma baby fever.
Daddy said that when you became a vampire, some things about your personality intensified, resulting in a gift like Uncle Jasper's, or became locked into place and permanent. So Aunt Rose would probably always long for a child, which mad me sad for her, but I was glad she'd found some joy in at least there being children in her family, even if they weren't her own. Nanna sure seemed happy with her adopted children. And she was defiantly pleased as could be in the picture of her with her new great grandson.
These are fantastic! I thought rather then spoke, so not to wake the sleeping bundle in my arms. You guys did let him get some sleep though didn't you?
"Don't worry, we only took pictures when he woke up because he was hungry or in need of a diaper change. All the pictures were taken on his way back to bed. Would you like me to print them out?"
Yes! All of them! We can put them on the fridge then.
Daddy and Jacob passed each other as Daddy went to go print out the pictures, and Jacob brought me my sausage. It smelled beyond delicious. I kept Anthony in my arm, set the plate Jacob had handed me in my lap and chowed down. Jake settled himself and sat to face me at the foot of the bed.
"He was watching you when you were sleeping," he said.
"Aw really? That's so cute!" I said with my mouth full.
"Yeah, got fussy but he'd just been fed, burped, and he had a clean diaper on, so it wasn't any of that. Then I was thinking about that object permanence stuff, how the book said that if babies can't see something, they don't understand that it still exists. So I wondered, maybe since he can't see you he thinks you're gone. He kept sniffing the air, I'm not sure if he could smell you or not. That was kind of funny though, to see his little nose going. Anyway I turned him so that he could see you, then he was fine so I think maybe that was it. He just looked at you until he fell asleep."
"Wow, I'm impressed. Good job Daddy!" He grinned. I'd had no doubt he'd be a great dad, hopefully now he had a little confidence in himself. I'd finished eating my sausage, which had been cooked just to my liking by the way, just barely, so Jacob took my plate downstairs to wash it. When he was gone I watched Anthony sleep, something I could do all day and not get bored. I touched his hand to see if maybe I could see him dreaming, but I couldn't. I hoped he would have a gift, I had flipped the gifts of both of my parents so what would his be? Would he flip it back and have the gifts of one of my parents?
Jacob came back through the door laughing softly.
"What?" I asked Jake as he crawled onto the bed to sit next to me.
"Your dad is in the study getting all mad at the computer. The printer too, the pictures aren't printing out as fast as he wishes they would, he's in there muttering." I laughed too. He hated doing any task that was not possible to perform at vampire speed. One of the few exceptions to that was cooking, he loved to cook for some reason I couldn't figure out.
The movement of my body when I laughed didn't seem to bother Anthony, neither did our voices. If we were lucky, he'd turn out to be a heavy sleeper. Kim said that Marla would wake up if a mouse in Pittsburgh sneezed. And that's why the kids have a sleepover at Grandma's house every Saturday night!
Jake put his finger under my chin and turned my face to look at him.
"Hi," he whispered.
"Hey."
He rested his hand at the small of my back and leaned over to kiss me. When our lips met my heart beat wildly. I parted my lips and he took my invitation, sliding his tongue past my lips. After a moment he kissed along my jaw over to the spot underneath my ear.
"I have never loved you more than I do right now," he told me."Me too."
The baby and I took a nap together while Jacob was on the phone coordinating visits. There were an awful lot of people who wanted to meet our new bundle. But my rule was one family (or two people) at a time, so that Anthony wouldn't feel overwhelmed again. First Grandpa Charlie was bringing Billy. Grandpa Charlie was still on a need to know basis. That was how he liked it, and how we needed it to be. After them, the Uleys, then Kim's family, Rachel's, Seth and Embry, Quil was bringing Claire, then last were Collin and Brady. The Denali clan had plans to come in a week. I felt overwhelmed myself just thinking about it.
Eventually I had to try and get myself up and about. I stayed in bed for the first 24 hours after I gave birth. I only got up to use the bathroom, and Jacob insisted on carrying me, but I was hardly about to fight him on that. I was glad he was home for now, he'd be going back to work full time in two weeks.
I started out by shuffling to the bathroom on my own, then to the nursery to change Anthony instead of using the stash of diapers and wipes I had in my nightstand. Soon I was going about the house like normal, just slower. And with some breaks in between. Okay I wasn't back to normal, but I was getting there. I was content to spend most of my time in bed with Anthony, and usually Jake too.
Anthony seemed to be breathing fine, so Grandpa told us we didn't have to keep the CPAP on him anymore. I was glad to see him without that thing, it had been impeding my view of his sweet little face. I sang the words I could remember of that song from Pinocchio to him.
“I've got no strings To hold me down To make me fret, or make me frown I had strings But now I'm free There are no strings on me!”
He really seemed to like it when I sang to him, and I loved doing it, so I did all the time.
That second night, after I breast fed Anthony we were winding down for bed. I was sitting up in bed with Jake next to me, Anthony between my legs on his back. I lightly drummed my fingers on his stomach.
"You have a full little belly now don't you my angel?"
Then he smiled at me, I'm sure every mother says this, but it was the most wonderful thing I'd ever seen.
"Jake!" I said not willing to tear my eyes away to see if he was looking.
"I know, I saw," Jake said sounding as happy as I felt.
Then Anthony's green eyes fell on Jake, and gave him a smile too. Jake reached over and offered his hand to Anthony, who grabbed a finger with his little fist.
"Aw, what a nice smile for Daddy! You're our happy little guy aren't you?" I said. Jacob reached over to pick Anthony up, he held him against his bare chest. My baby continued to smile at me as Jake gently bounced him.
"Daddy's nice and warm isn't he sweetie?" I said. Grandpa had been taking Anthony's temperature on a regular basis and he was consistently 100.5, so he was right in the middle of all of us. He was starting to get used to the cool arms of my family, I could tell he noticed they felt different from Jake and I when they touched his skin. I thought about insisting everybody only hold him wrapped in a blanket, but it didn't seem to bother him.
Anthony slept in between us again, with Jake's arm draped over the both of us. Him sleeping in his crib was just out of the question, I would miss him too much. Now that I was caught up on sleep, (as much as I would be until Anthony was in college that is) I got up with him to feed him. If he needed changed though, that was all Jake. Soon he'd be a diaper changing expert.
When Anthony was three days old, Grandpa Charlie and Billy came to meet him. They both positively ate him up. They'd brought plenty of gifts. Little colorful toys for him to play with, cloth books, and teething rings which I'm sure we'd be needing soon enough. I'd been born with all of my teeth, so his might start coming in any day now. Grandpa Charlie held Anthony somewhat awkwardly, he hadn't held a baby since me.
"He sure is the spitting image of Jake," Billy said.
"Quileute genes are strong," he said seriously then grinned widely at Grandpa Charlie. Silly boys, caring so much about who's genes had "won".
Billy had always accepted me because Jake loved me, same went for our son. Grandpa Charlie accepted me without asking too many questions or over thinking it, because he knew that's what he had to do in order to stay a part of my mom's life. Again, same went for Anthony. He was able to push the weird stuff out of his head and genuinely love us, just the same as if we were all humans.
I knew the Uley's visit would be interesting with inquisitive little Dove. On the day of their visit she ran through our brand new front door past Sam and Emily.
"The baby came out!" she cried.
Of course she wanted to hold Anthony. He seemed curious about this new, smaller creature. I had her sit as far back on the couch as was possible. I sat next to her with my hand on her knees, ready just in case she should slip or he'd become to heavy for her. Emily and Sam settled into the love seat of our sitting room, Jake sat next to me with his hand rested on the small of my back.
"Too bad we won't get to have our two little birdies!" Emily said.
"I know, that would have been cute," I told her.
"Maybe someday," she said with a smile.
"Yeah, maybe," I said returning her smile. We tried not to giggle when Dove asked Anthony if he liked fish sticks.
"...I like to dip them in ketchup. Maybe next time I come here I can bring you some," she told him generously.
"Babies drink milk Dove, Anthony won't eat food until he's a little older." Emily told her.
"Chocolate milk?"
"Nah."
"I only like chocolate milk," she informed us.
It never took long, anytime somebody else held him soon my son was reaching for me. I didn't want anyone else to feel bad, like Anthony did not like them, but it pleased me that he missed me as much as I missed him when he was in someone elses arms. Letting Dove hold him had made me a little nervous, so I was glad to have him back.
"Mommy, when is your baby coming out?"
What? Jake and I stared at Em and Sam. They looked slightly sheepish.
"Um yeah," Sam said. "We were going to wait a little while to tell everybody."
"We didn't want to steal your thunder," Emily added.
"Don't be silly, congratulations you guys! You make your announcement whenever you are ready."
"We will pretty soon here," Emily said smiling and patting her flat, for now, belly.
Once our visitors had gone, we were actually alone in the house for the first time since Anthony was born. So I breastfed him in the sitting room for a change of scenery, even though the only things we ever looked at while he ate, were each other.
"Will you guys be okay if I run to the store?" Jake asked with his keys in his hand as he stuffed his wallet in his back pocket.
I hesitated, look at what happened the last time I wanted to be left alone.
"Um, I think so."
"I won't be gone long, but if you want I'll call your mom to come over." I found a happy medium.
"I think I'll call her just to chat."
"Sounds good." Jake leaned down to give me a peck on the lips, and kissed Anthony's hair.
"Bye Mommy, bye my hungry boy. I won't be too long, love you guys."
"We love you too."
Once Anthony'd had his fill I laid him on my chest so his little head was on my shoulder.
My mom picked up her phone on the first ring as always.
"Hey sweetie how's everything?"
"Good, Jake is at the store," I told her.
"How's my little grandbaby?" she asked.
"He's good, just ate."
"Is he still the cutest baby in the universe?"
I laughed, "Of course he is."
"Yes, that's a given. Grandpa came to see me and Daddy after he visited you guys. While he was on 'the Cullen compound' he told us," Mom said.
"It is starting to look like that isn't it?" We laughed.
"Your Grandpa likes it, he said it's pretty convenient! I wonder if Anthony will want his own place here on our property when he grows up."
"Don't even say that, he's never ever growing up!"
"Now you know how I felt!" Mom said.
I heard my dad's voice in the background. "Sorry Ness, it doesn't work that way. If it did you'd still weigh 10 pounds and I'd have you all to myself!" he said.
"You tell him I'm sticking my tongue out at him!" I told Mom.
"He's doing it back. Get out of here! You aren't a part of this conversation Edward, you are such a busybody." I heard a sharp crack.
"Did you just smack him?" I asked.
"Yes," my mom said laughing. "He likes it!" she insisted.
In a voice so quiet it couldn't have been meant for me to hear Daddy said, "I am going to get you for that later Isabella Cullen."
Ew.
"I'm gonna go Mom," and leave you two to being gross, "I want to see if Anthony likes the Baby Einstein DVDs Billy gave us."
"Okay, have fun. Call me soon, we love you."
"I will, I love you guys too." Once I'd hung up I told Anthony, "Grandma and Grandpa are just so silly aren't they?" I carried him to the living room where the TV was, and open the drawer that held our DVDs in the entertainment center.
"Let's watch the colors one, that sounds like fun."
I pulled it out and pushed the drawer closed with my hip.
"And look! Daddy must have taken the plastic wrapper off for us, because he knows that stuff makes Mommy so mad!"
When I was a child, I'd broken more CDs and DVDs in anger because I couldn't get through the shrink wrap then I care to admit.
"Isn't he such a good Daddy?"
Anthony looked around.
"You know who I'm talking about? Of course you do, you are so smart. Daddy will be back soon."
I popped the DVD in, grabbed the remote and settled into the bean bag chair that I used to love when I was younger. It was now Caroline's favorite spot in our house. She liked to stand in front of it with her arms spread wide, and just let herself fall face first into it, screaming on the way down. She would scramble up, and repeat this as many times as we could stand listening to her shriek. After the 15th time in a row, it wore on our nerves just a little.
I had never been that much of a TV watcher, that was more Jake's thing. He did find some good shows once in a while I liked to watch with him. I didn't want Anthony watching a ton of TV, but some stimulating, educational stuff was fine. It was doubtful he'd blend in with full humans well enough to be able to attend school, so for now he'd be getting all his education here at home.
As the opening of the DVD played I remembered something one of the other imprints, I forget who, had told me. Babies like skin to skin contact. So I carefully took off Anthony's onesie and then pulled up my shirt, tucking it under my breasts and leaned him back against my tummy. I was almost as warm as Jake so I knew he wouldn't be cold.
I took my phone and reached my arm away from us, to take a picture for Jake. I typed, movie time! and hit send. Jake send a text right back with a smiley face.
Anthony and I watched the red fire trucks, green grass, and yellow rain boots. "We'll have to get you some rain boots, you'll use them all the time!"
Soon I was being woken up with a kiss.
"Oh, hey!" I said surprised to find Jake kneeling next to us.
"Is he asleep?" I asked since I couldn't see the baby's face with him in my lap.
"Out like a light," Jake answered.
"When did you get back?"
"A while ago," Jake answered. I was about to ask what he'd been up to, but I could smell it drifting in from outside.
"Did you make steak!"
"Yup."
I grabbed his face and kissed him hard, he laughed against my lips.
"Come on, it's all ready," he said.
I moved Anthony from my lap to cradle him in my arm, and reached out the other one for Jacob to help me up.
"Oof!" I said as I got up. I went to the dining room to find Jacob had been busy, and had made one other stop besides the grocery store. Jake had lit a fire in the fire place, and on the dining room table, there were three crystal vases, spaced evenly apart, that were overflowing with roses. They looked like any rainbows, I'd never seen anything like them before.

"Woah, are they real?" I asked as I stared in amazement.
I knew they had to be because I could smell them, even a human could not have missed the lovely scent filling the room, but I still had to ask.
"Yeah, they are," Jake answered.
"Where did you even find them?"
"Well, I found them online. Had them delivered to that flower shop that's right outside of Seattle. I called the night you had Anthony, I tried to have them here by the next day but they couldn't do it that fast, today was the soonest."
"Oh, don't worry about the day they got here. They are fantastic! I love them, thank you sweetie."
"You're very welcome," he said with a sweet smile.
I quickly counted them, there were two dozen in each vase. Wow.
"I have some corn on the cob outside too, you've never had it on the grill have you?"
"Nope, I'll try it. Of course you cooked everything on the grill," I teased.
"That's right I did. I'm a guy, if you have a penis that's what you do, you grill. It's the manly thing to do."
"Don't say that word in front of him!" I scolded.
"What? He has one too. And besides, I used the proper word, and he's asleep."
Okay, he had me. On all three counts.
"Just be good," I said.
Yup, he had me and he knew it by the way he was grinning.
"Shut up and go get my corn."
He snickered on the way outside to get our dinner off the grill.
When I sat down I realized eating steak with a baby in my arm, was not happening. Jacob came back in with our plates, to find me frowning.
"How am I gonna eat with him?" I asked with a pout.
"You did know you'd have to set him down at some point in his life didn't you?" he said with a gentle smile setting my plate in front of me. I said nothing, and considered letting him sleep on the table for half a second.
"Come on," Jake said rubbing my back. "I'll come with you, we'll put him in his crib and take a picture since it's his first time in it."
I got up with a sigh. "Okay."
Jacob grabbed the camera from our room and snapped several pictures as I laid Anthony down in his crib. My sleeping little angel.
"He's just fine," Jake said. "Let's go have some mommy and daddy time before our dinner gets cold." After checking the baby monitor several times, and all the ones downstairs we sat down to dinner. (Even though we surely didn't need them, it made me feel better.)
Dinner tasted as incredible as it smelled. This was no cheap steak, it was the good stuff. The corn wasn't bad, but I was starting to think post pregnancy, I was probably going to go back to my old diet of mostly meat.
"You are far too good to me," I told Jacob patting my belly when we'd finished eating. "Steak and roses? You spoil me."
"Nah," Jake disagreed with a smile. "You know, there's a card in there somewhere."
"Aw, you shoulda told me before," I said as a dug through the mini garden on our dining room table. Jacob found it before I did.
"Do you want to go sit on the couch with me?" he said as he handed it to me.
"Sure," I said and he gently scooped me up. He carried me to the living room and sat on the couch, I curled up next to him as I read the card.
Renesmee,There are no words I can say to thank you enough for this amazing gift you have given me, our son. Being there when you gave birth to him was the most incredible experience of my life. Well, second only to the first time I laid eyes on you and knew that you were my soul mate. I am in awe of you, and I couldn't be more proud. I still can't believe that we created a life together. I promise you that I will always do everything I can to take good care of you both, and be the best father I can be to our son. You are such a wonderful mother, I love you, my beautiful wife.Jacob
I threw my arms around Jake's neck as a few tears slipped out.
"Thanks," I whispered.
He pulled me up so that I was sitting in his lap sideways. He kissed my neck and I leaned my head back as his lips trailed down my throat. I wove my fingers through his hair as he kissed my collar bone. I couldn't help but let out a little whimper when he started to suck and nip me there. He slid his hands up the back of my shirt and pulled me closer to him.
It felt so good, I didn't want to stop but this couldn't go much further. I didn't want Jake to assume anything now that hands were going under clothes.
"Jake, you know...I can't yet. Right?"
He pulled away and looked a little surprised, he felt bad that I'd thought that.
"Oh I know! I wasn't trying...I know. It's okay, I just want to be near you," he said softly.
Well, now that we were clear...I pulled his face to mine and sighed happily as we kissed.
I decided something that night. As much as I love my son, I sure love mommy and daddy time, too.
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All Grown Up: The Story of Jacob and Renesmee