Second child birth!

Amber's POV...

Even though I wasn't the one with the newborn, I felt like I didn't get any sleep.

Noah took a leave of absence from work to spend time with Lily, so Ethan and I had to work every day and attempt to complete Noah's tasks, which confused me since I should have been able to read his handwriting after knowing him for my entire life.

Then there came the wedding. Daya had believed she was going into labor, but it turned out to be a false alarm—thank goodness, since Kein was a complete mess. Hopefully that didn't happen again because he panicked entirely when she thought she was going into labor, despite the fact that he was usually the one who was cool under pressure.

When Michael was just three weeks old, I awoke blearily to a call from Daya at two in the morning.

"It's time!" I recoiled as I withdrew the phone from my ear as she shouted.

"Are you sure this time?" Since they had only told her four days prior that she wouldn't be going into labor, I yawned without giving it