back and forth between his parents and again I wait for a negative reaction, a secret look from mother to son that says What the hell are you thinking ? And again I’m astonished when there is none.
“Mia, it’s so nice to meet you. I’m Logan’s mom, Carol and this is his dad, Steven.”
“It’s nice to meet you both,” I reply timidly.
“Look at this gorgeous baby. How old is she?”
“Um, she’s almost two months old,” I say. God, I feel like a slut. They probably think I moved from one man to the next without so much as a second thought. I knew that this would be a bad idea.
“Oh, she’s big for two months, but that’s great. She looks really healthy. May I?” she asks, opening her hands up to indicate she’d like to hold Lily.
I hesitate, but only for a split second. I don’t want them to think that I’m anti social or one of those moms that doesn’t let anyone hold her kids. I gingerly pass Lily into her arms and watch as she smiles at her, kisses her little forehead and rocks her back and forth. “She’s a doll, Mia. You should be very proud.”
“Thank you.”
Steven smiles at me and shakes his head. “Good luck getting her back now.” He jokes and Logan lets out a chuckle.
“Where are Mandy and Chris?” he asks, looking between his parents.
I’m struck by the similarities, I can see pieces of both of them in Logan, His father’s eyes and hair, His mother’s nose and lips. It’s like he got the best features from both of them. What strikes me the most is how they look at Logan, the love in their eyes for him is plain as day. There’s no neglect or resentment just pride in their child, acceptance and joy. It makes me sad for the childhood that I lacked, the cold upbringing I had.
“They should be here any minute.” Carol chimes in. “You know Mandy is always late and Chris is driving in from the city.”
“Right.”
“So Mia,” She says, turning her attention back to me. “How did you and Logan meet?”
“Um, well I was at the hospital,” I reply timidly.
“Oh no, is everything okay?” she interrupts, showing real concern.
“Mom, relax.” Logan intrudes. “I was there on a call and Mia was there because Lily was a little under the weather. I ran into her, we talked, we became friends. You get the picture.”
“You suck at telling stories,” she says, turning to me and winking. “I’m sure it was a lot more romantic than that. We’ll talk later.” She walks over to Logan and gives up her hold on Lily, passing her over to him so that she can check on the oven.
“Don’t let her get you started talking, Mia,” says Steven. “She’ll never stop asking questions. She’ll have your whole life history by the time you leave here tonight.”
“ Steven .” She scolds him and I can’t help but smile at their lighthearted bickering.
“What? It’s true.” He teases, placing a kiss on her cheek. “Call me when dinner’s ready. Football is on.” He plucks Lily right out of Logan’s hands. “Come on son.” He commands, walking out of the room and taking my daughter with him.
Logan pulls me into his side and kisses the top of my head. “Don’t worry she’ll be fine. He’s a pro. Do you want to come watch some football with us?”
“She’s fine here.” His mother smiles. “You go ahead so Mia and I can get to know each other.”
“Will you be okay?” Logan looks at me.
I look at him and nod like a deer caught in headlights. Maybe she was saving her negative reaction for when she had me alone. Logan gives me a gentle squeeze before leaving me on my own.
“Can I help you with anything?” I ask her.
“No thanks sweetie. Take a seat and relax. I’m sure you don’t get a lot of down time with an infant.”
“No, I definitely don’t,” I reply, taking a seat on a stool by the breakfast bar. This is awkward and I’m not much for small talk, but at this point I’ll say just about anything to fill the silence. “You have a lovely
“Mia, it’s so nice to meet you. I’m Logan’s mom, Carol and this is his dad, Steven.”
“It’s nice to meet you both,” I reply timidly.
“Look at this gorgeous baby. How old is she?”
“Um, she’s almost two months old,” I say. God, I feel like a slut. They probably think I moved from one man to the next without so much as a second thought. I knew that this would be a bad idea.
“Oh, she’s big for two months, but that’s great. She looks really healthy. May I?” she asks, opening her hands up to indicate she’d like to hold Lily.
I hesitate, but only for a split second. I don’t want them to think that I’m anti social or one of those moms that doesn’t let anyone hold her kids. I gingerly pass Lily into her arms and watch as she smiles at her, kisses her little forehead and rocks her back and forth. “She’s a doll, Mia. You should be very proud.”
“Thank you.”
Steven smiles at me and shakes his head. “Good luck getting her back now.” He jokes and Logan lets out a chuckle.
“Where are Mandy and Chris?” he asks, looking between his parents.
I’m struck by the similarities, I can see pieces of both of them in Logan, His father’s eyes and hair, His mother’s nose and lips. It’s like he got the best features from both of them. What strikes me the most is how they look at Logan, the love in their eyes for him is plain as day. There’s no neglect or resentment just pride in their child, acceptance and joy. It makes me sad for the childhood that I lacked, the cold upbringing I had.
“They should be here any minute.” Carol chimes in. “You know Mandy is always late and Chris is driving in from the city.”
“Right.”
“So Mia,” She says, turning her attention back to me. “How did you and Logan meet?”
“Um, well I was at the hospital,” I reply timidly.
“Oh no, is everything okay?” she interrupts, showing real concern.
“Mom, relax.” Logan intrudes. “I was there on a call and Mia was there because Lily was a little under the weather. I ran into her, we talked, we became friends. You get the picture.”
“You suck at telling stories,” she says, turning to me and winking. “I’m sure it was a lot more romantic than that. We’ll talk later.” She walks over to Logan and gives up her hold on Lily, passing her over to him so that she can check on the oven.
“Don’t let her get you started talking, Mia,” says Steven. “She’ll never stop asking questions. She’ll have your whole life history by the time you leave here tonight.”
“ Steven .” She scolds him and I can’t help but smile at their lighthearted bickering.
“What? It’s true.” He teases, placing a kiss on her cheek. “Call me when dinner’s ready. Football is on.” He plucks Lily right out of Logan’s hands. “Come on son.” He commands, walking out of the room and taking my daughter with him.
Logan pulls me into his side and kisses the top of my head. “Don’t worry she’ll be fine. He’s a pro. Do you want to come watch some football with us?”
“She’s fine here.” His mother smiles. “You go ahead so Mia and I can get to know each other.”
“Will you be okay?” Logan looks at me.
I look at him and nod like a deer caught in headlights. Maybe she was saving her negative reaction for when she had me alone. Logan gives me a gentle squeeze before leaving me on my own.
“Can I help you with anything?” I ask her.
“No thanks sweetie. Take a seat and relax. I’m sure you don’t get a lot of down time with an infant.”
“No, I definitely don’t,” I reply, taking a seat on a stool by the breakfast bar. This is awkward and I’m not much for small talk, but at this point I’ll say just about anything to fill the silence. “You have a lovely
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