Oreos and Pickles

It's been a month since Alex and I left the hospital. We are back at our home and Alex is on edge all the time ever since we returned he has been as overprotective as ever. He doesn't want his daughter to get hurt.

Yep! Apparently, he really wants our child to be a girl. I, on the other hand, am not sure, but as long as it's healthy I do not mind.

Deep down I know I have forgiven Alex but I can not fully trust him. Not yet at least. We still need to talk more about the situation but I am content with things as they are for the time being.

"Honey! I'm home!" I heard Alex say comically when he entered the house.

"In here!" I have been sitting in the living room all day because I am a very lazy lady. But Alex had me covered. Ever since we returned here Linda has been doing all the cooking and any other job that needs to be done in the house, just because Alex doesn't want us to get hurt.

Did I mention that he is overprotective as hell already or not?