Aideen (Slater Brothers)(42)
Kane chuckled. “Jax Slater... that sounds cool.”
“Jax Slater,” I repeated. “I love it.”
“So we’re settled on his name being Jax?”
I nodded with excitement and said, “Yeah, but what will his middle name be?”
“I was thinking of his middle name being after your dad.”
I felt my lower lip wobble. “Really?”
“Of course,” Kane nodded. “Your dad is awesome, and the look of admiration and love he holds for you and Jax fills my heart. He is a good man, and will be an awesome papaw.”
I beamed. “Papaw. That’s so cute, I love that.”
Kane chuckled. “So his name is Jax Daniel Slater?”
“Yes! Wait, Jax Daniel... is it just me, or does that sound like Jack Daniels?”
Kane suddenly burst into laughter. “We can’t change it now, we already agreed.”
Oh, man.
I lightly laughed. “Me da will get a right kick out of this.”
“I love you, Jax,” Kane murmured after out laughter subsided.
I placed my hands on top of his and said, “Me and you?”
“Me and you.”
I smiled then and closed my eyes as sleep grabbed me. The last thing I remembered before I fell into darkness was that my heart was even fuller as another Slater man entered my life and dominated it.
Twelve weeks later...
It was the ever familiar sound that made a tired mother sigh, and a new uncle reel in horror.
“Please don’t tell me you just did that, Jax.”
Jax farted for a second time, and the follow through was louder than before.
“Oh, my God!” Nico gasped then heaved when the foul smell reached his nostrils. “Quick, take him.”
I laughed at Jax’s grinning face, and Nico’s revolted one.
“No.”
Nico looked at me with wide, horrified eyes. “What do you mean, no? He needs his diaper changed! He stinks.”
I stayed seated. “You’re goin’ to change him.”
“Me?!” Nico screeched.
He looked terrified.
I calmly nodded my head. “You need to practice. Bronagh will have your baby before you know it. Nappy changin’ is a skill you need to master sooner rather than later.”
Nico looked visibly ill.
“What if I hurt him? He is tiny.”
I deadpanned. “You got away with that excuse when he was a newborn, but he is twelve weeks old now; he is much bigger and sturdier. You won’t break him.”
“But—”
“You’re changin’ him.”
Nico groaned in defeat and looked at Jax. “I love you, little man, but I don’t love the presents you leave in your diapers.”
I snorted. “Get used to it; you have all this ahead of you.”
Nico grumbled to himself as he stood up with Jax in his arms and walked towards the sitting room door. He paused at the doorway and looked over to me and said, “I need you to instruct me on what to do. Come with me.”
I chuckled as I stood up and followed him out of the sitting room, and down to Jax’s bedroom. I leaned against the doorframe of the room and watched as Nico laid my son down on top of his changing table.
“What do I do first?” Nico asked, not taking his eyes away from Jax.
“Take off his babygrow and vest. Open the nappy he is wearin’, roll it up with one hand and put it into the bin bag on the side of the table. Before you do that though, pull out some baby wipes so you can grab them quickly to avoid a mess. A fresh nappy is to your right. When he is wiped and powdered, you put it on. Easy.”
“Easy? Missions to space take less fucking instructions from NASA than that!”
I burst into laughter.
“Are you okay?” I quickly asked when he dry heaved again.
Nico composed himself and nodded his head. “We got this, haven’t we, buddy?” he cooed to Jax.
Jax had his fingers in his mouth and was busy chewing on them, but when Nico spoke to him, he gave his uncle his undivided attention. He began to talk in his baby language, and it melted my heart.
“He does this with you, your brothers and my brothers all the time! He smiles and tries to talk, but with the girls he doesn’t have the time of day for them. He just grabs at them.”
Nico didn’t look up from unbuttoning Jax’s babygrow as he said, “He’s a Slater, it’s wired into him to choose bros over hoes.”
I snickered. “I’m tellin’ the girls you called them hoes.”