In a way, Jeff was completely and utterly relieved that Rory ended up looking mostly like him than his mother. He wasn't sure how he would have coped after how epically she fucked him over to look at their child and just see her staring back at him. Rory was in every way a Matheson. He had Nick's dark colouring, his eyes, nose, and stature. He was only a little kid and people often mistook him for younger than two, and got the surprise of their life when he walked around freely and talked in his little toddler speak. He was forming more words now and Nick knew toilet training would be on the horizon soon, but when he was feeling miserable with his teething, he became clingy and quiet. "Yeah, he's the best thing I ever did, bar nothing. Everything else has fallen way on the importance ladder for him, but I don't mind. I love being a dad. There is nothing else in the world that matches that feeling. Even if I do look like a walking zombie sometimes when I get no sleep or he's having a Terrible Twos period, or he's sick, I'm sick... that's when you start wishing you had more than two hands and maybe five to ten more hours in the day."
Rory was whimpering again and probably borderline about to start wailing again, so Nick got him back into the living room and planted himself on the couch so he could nurse his son to his chest warmly and securely. "Lucky you, dude. I'm just at the start of my new rotation. Today was the first day in." He patted Rory's back softly. "He doesn't have much of a choice. Poor kid probably feels like he drew the short straw with me some days. God, in the early days when my ex walked out and left her, I don't even know how I did it. Talk about being thrown in the deep end. I packed him up to Florida to stay with my folks for a couple of weeks and Mom helped me find my feet with anything. I really honestly have no idea how I did it. The whole thing sort of turned me epically off relationships for awhile. At least, het ones. I haven't had time to date since, and even then, single fathers with a toddler aren't all that appealing."
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Rory was whimpering again and probably borderline about to start wailing again, so Nick got him back into the living room and planted himself on the couch so he could nurse his son to his chest warmly and securely. "Lucky you, dude. I'm just at the start of my new rotation. Today was the first day in." He patted Rory's back softly. "He doesn't have much of a choice. Poor kid probably feels like he drew the short straw with me some days. God, in the early days when my ex walked out and left her, I don't even know how I did it. Talk about being thrown in the deep end. I packed him up to Florida to stay with my folks for a couple of weeks and Mom helped me find my feet with anything. I really honestly have no idea how I did it. The whole thing sort of turned me epically off relationships for awhile. At least, het ones. I haven't had time to date since, and even then, single fathers with a toddler aren't all that appealing."