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"Any man can be a father. It takes someone special to be a daddy."
Who:
nickthewarbler and
zizes_schmizes
What: That crazy little thing called... life
Where: Neurosurgical Unit
When: A couple of days after visiting Artie
Rating: Innocent, baby on board (again)
It was another of Nick's rostered days off and he - gratefully - managed to get five whole hours of consistent sleep the night before. That was some sort of miracle considering his sleep patterns of late, he just couldn't tell whether he actually felt any better for it. After another failed attempt at the toilet training regime that morning, Nick bundled Rory up, packed his baby bag that was close to packing for a month-long vacation by the time you considered how much crap a baby might need when out, and then headed to the hospital again.
By the time he finished visiting Artie the other day, Rory had been in a miserable, tired and grizzly mood so rather than stopping in on Lauren, Nick just took him home for an early bed. But had promised Artie he would drop in again on his next day off, but this time he figured he should see Lauren first whilst Rory was in a relative good mood. Artie was used to the tired toddler mode, and after all, that's what family was for, right?
With Rory nursed on his hip, Nick made his way back to Lauren's room for the first time since he walked out in a confused haze. Rory was intently playing with the cord on Nick's hoodie before shoving the little into his mouth and drooling all over it. He was teething again, so yet another force to be reckoned with. He noticed now that she seemed to have acquired a room mate who was sleeping on the opposite side fo the room. "Hey," he greeted her with a smile and he walked softly and carefully into the room.
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What: That crazy little thing called... life
Where: Neurosurgical Unit
When: A couple of days after visiting Artie
Rating: Innocent, baby on board (again)
It was another of Nick's rostered days off and he - gratefully - managed to get five whole hours of consistent sleep the night before. That was some sort of miracle considering his sleep patterns of late, he just couldn't tell whether he actually felt any better for it. After another failed attempt at the toilet training regime that morning, Nick bundled Rory up, packed his baby bag that was close to packing for a month-long vacation by the time you considered how much crap a baby might need when out, and then headed to the hospital again.
By the time he finished visiting Artie the other day, Rory had been in a miserable, tired and grizzly mood so rather than stopping in on Lauren, Nick just took him home for an early bed. But had promised Artie he would drop in again on his next day off, but this time he figured he should see Lauren first whilst Rory was in a relative good mood. Artie was used to the tired toddler mode, and after all, that's what family was for, right?
With Rory nursed on his hip, Nick made his way back to Lauren's room for the first time since he walked out in a confused haze. Rory was intently playing with the cord on Nick's hoodie before shoving the little into his mouth and drooling all over it. He was teething again, so yet another force to be reckoned with. He noticed now that she seemed to have acquired a room mate who was sleeping on the opposite side fo the room. "Hey," he greeted her with a smile and he walked softly and carefully into the room.