Derek shook his head as he moved to sit beside her on the bed. He gently stroked the soft dark hait on the top of Amelia's head.
"I don't mind," he told her. Julia smiled softly, putting her hand on his thigh and squeezing it gently, before adjusting Amelia more comfortably as she continued to breast feed her.h Julia ran the tip of her finger against Amelia's small cheek before chuckling quietly "Well, looks like she listened to her Pappa. Dark hair and I bet she has hazel eyes." She looked at Derek, at his expression, and offered almost shyly "I could.. I could make bottles, so you could feed her too, if you'd like." She was sure he would want to be a part of it, even suspected that this traditionally being such a 'mother/daughter' only moment probably made him feel left out in a way. But Julia had been asking her doctor questions on the side about having Amelia feed from a bottle and had even had a long talk with the doctor last month about the health aspect of it. Fact was, Amelia could drink from newborn designed bottles and that she'd be drinking her mother's milk was the healthiest way to go. And it would let Derek bond with her too. ===== __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Finance - Get real-time stock quotes http://finance.yahoo.com
