“Sshhh… she just fell asleep,” Axel whispered as Alice opened the door to their room.
Alice carefully closed the door, locking it before turning to see him sitting on the small couch with their newest addition, just shy of two years old, lying against his chest with her head on his shoulder. He gently swayed from side to side, his palm resting on her side as his fingers thrummed against her back at a slow, even pace.
Axel had his head lying tenderly against hers, a soft hum on his lips. Alice leaned back against the door with a smile on her face. She never got tired of this sight.
With the twins, they had shared most of the routines, bedtime, feeding, changing, and so on. They each would have one of the children, so she did not have as many opportunities to simply watch as he cared for their child.
But with their daughter, it was different. Everything was different.
