"Oh, come here... Daddy's here... Daddy's here..." he sighs through his nose, eyes closing as he picks up the screaming baby once more, bouncing you gently in his arms with your head on his shoulder as he walks around the nursery. It was his turn with you tonight and so far you've woken up three times.

He peaked over at the clock and saw the time. "one in the morning..." he grumbled under his breath in a slightly frustrated tone. He was exhausted, both your parents were, although he can't blame you, he doesn't. Your teeth are growing in and it probably hurts like hell, but God he wishes you'd just sleep through the night again. "shh... Shh... It's okay... I know... It hurts... "