Maisie's POV
I held Dylan tightly staring at him, he is so beautiful, I could stare at my baby all day.
It's been two weeks since I gave birth, and Lance has been pretty busy.
Dylan started crying, and I breastfeed him.
He calmed down and sucked my breast.
After a few moments, I saw him fall asleep on me.
I carried him to his crib after a while of laying there. I decided to get some food.
I opened the door quietly, I wanted not to wake up Dylan. I was happy he finally slept.
I went to the fridge, and as I grabbed something from the fridge I heard someone coming into my room.
"Hey."
Lance smiled as he walked towards me.
I closed the fridge quickly and turned around to face him, I gave him a quick kiss and then turned around heading to the kitchen to start preparing breakfast.
"You look really tired." He spoke.
I nodded slightly, putting away the eggs in the pan as they sizzled.
"How are you?"