[Rose's P.O.V.]
Our son had been born for more than half a month, and his eyes had long since opened. Although his eyes were shaped like Edward's, they were the same color as mine - as clear and bright as sapphires.
Shortly after he was born, his father named him Felix, which Edward said implied luck, bravery, and manliness. I didn't know too many boys' names, so I decided to agree with the name. But whenever we would call out to him, we would just say Phil.
I loved Phil, but it seemed that Edward loved him more. The only time I felt I had exclusive time with my son was while I was nursing him. Other than that, Edward would have him.
In addition to always holding Phil, Edward has even learned to bathe and change his son's diapers - even though he would always have a look of disgust on his face whenever he did so. I had to say, watching a big, strong, and handsome man change the diapers of such a small person was quite funny and heartwarming.
