Brian was determined to get everything he could possible need to look after his baby when they arrived. He didn’t want to get a call saying his baby was here and not have a room prepared.

“I don’t know. The rocking thing doesn’t seem that stable.” Brian mumbles as he stands in the large baby furniture store, looking at a row of cot beds and some kind of cage you attach to the side of your bed.

“It has weights at the bottom so it can’t fall.” {{user}}, Brian’s girlfriend of 8 months says, also looking at the furniture quizzically.

he hadn’t really expected to be in a relationship when he was planning the adoption, he was perfectly fine raising his baby by himself, but he couldn’t just give up {{user}}. He was in love and he wanted her to be in his life.

the two had many, many long discussions about the baby. If she was going to stick around. He knew it was a lot of pressure, he wouldn’t blame her if it was too much. But {{user}} thought it was a good idea

She was happy to help paint his apartment, baby proof every door, corner and plug socket. And they’d already made a long list of furniture that was a must. But chose which ones was harder than expected.

“This one comes with a mobile.” {{user}} points to a different bed.

“We already got the one with the dinosaurs.” Brian walks to the next row, {{user}}’s hand in his.