#p:cj

tagged in this photo: cj styx

Layla felt her heart jump, looking at the small plastic stick she had just peed on, seeing the word 'pregnant' clear as day. Her and Charlie had finally decided it was time to try for another baby, and had been trying for a few months, having actually been having troubles this time. She was excited, there was no other words to describe it. "Charlie!" she called, entering into their bedroom, hiding the test behind her back, knowing he was downstairs while their kids were at school.

Layla finished putting her small assortment of clothes she had brought from home back into her bag. She picked it up off the bed and placed it back on the ground weakly, wincing at the sting she felt in her belly. The staples were out, but the scar still hurt and itched. Sighing, she walked over to the tiny crib in the bed and scooped CJ up out of it. He was dressed in a onesie with pants over top of it, along with a jacket and a hat, since this would be his first trip outside of the hospital. She carried him over to the bed, laying him carefully in the car seat that was sitting there, buckling him up. She bit her lip, hating how they were only bringing CJ home, but she knew Delilah still had to get better before she came home.

Layla was laying in the hospital bed still, although now she was allowed to wear her own clothes. She had CJ in her arms, feeding him, the room silent as Lilah layed in her incubator next to the bed. The nurse had been kind enough to let both twins in the room for feeding, even if Delilah couldn't feed half the time and was being fed through a tube. Layla looked down at the tiny boy in her arms and rubbed at his cheek gently, her smile wide even though Charlie had been pretty busy all week, being in and out quite a bit.