Baby Novels & Stories

Who is it? ( Riley) It's me, Riley. (Amy) Oh, please come in. {Riley enters Amy's room} How are you feeling? ( Amy) Am okay. Thanks for the help. if don't mind but what time is it? (Riley) It's after midnight. (Amy) I see...um...can you stay with me until I fall asleep please, am a bit scared of staying by myself at this moment. ( Riley) Sure whatever you need. A few moments later she fell asleep.

Jade's POV Gosh, this fucking sucks, she usually comes home at five-thirty and right now it's-- I looked towards the clock on the oven, it read five-forty-five. How the fuck did time go by so fast? "Mom, it's not what it looks like." I immediately blurted as I pushed Blake away from me. "Really?" she yelled, "so I didn't just walk in on a college junior kissing my underage daughter?" "God mum, I'm eighteen already, I'm not fucking under-aged," her face overturned in horror of me cursing, "Yes mum, I say fuck, I'm not a freaking five year old."

Stunted and all fingers in tattoos. In a small bright room there were six beds with very young children. All they've been doing so far has been eating, sleeping, dirtying diapers, and crying in between these terribly interesting activities. They must have been fed and changed recently, because they sniffed together on their tiny little noses and seemed to be sleeping.

This wasn’t for me. *** I hate how short Sundays are. Is the only thing I think when I board the bus early morning the next day. I’m babysitting some kid today, a fourteen-year-old girl whose parents need a reliable person to guard their treasure for one afternoon. I swear that’s what it said. Some people just have the strangest combination of words.

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

I can only read so many books and take Deimos on so many walks. My baby squeals and starts pumping his legs and arms, making the bouncer rock. He laughs and does it again. The kid really does seem more advanced than most babies his age. I know I’m his mother, and I’ll think he’s extra special, but as I watch, he reaches out and grabs the rattle dangling in front of him, shaking it so hard that he tears it off.

Alex closed his eyes in frustration as Karu entered the room with the baby in his arms. “So…” Karu chuckled and put the baby on his thigh. “Alex, this is little Nawa. He is a boy, eighteen months, and very cute. Don’t you want to say hi?” Baby Nawa, who seemed to notice his name being called, laughed and clapped his hands, being a baby. Alex ignored the two.

"Hey baby, still up?" "Hey, James. Yes, I am..." I tried to signal Jeremy with my hand to shut up, but he was looking at the medications that we got earlier. "Baby, here's the water now you need to take the drug in the morning okay, don't forget. I'll...." He finally shut up and formed a silent O with his mouth. Busted! "Lorraine, who's that? Is there a man in your bedroom at... twelve." He was calculating our time difference then groaned. He sounded upset.

“You can't sit there watching me eat while you're hungry too.” “I'm not hungry.” I stared at him. “You're lying. We both released after that hard work.” He laughed. “Fine. I'll eat a little.” “Good.” “But…” He pointed at the spoon. “You have to feed me.” I burst out laughing. “What?” “There's only one spoon.” he stated. “You're a grown man!” I shook my head. He leaned closer. “But you allowed me to suck your breasts, so I'm your baby now.” he said

She measured his height and weight before wrapping him up in a baby blanket and bringing him over to his mother. “Bellamy is very healthy, is 20 inches long, and 7.4 lbs. You both did such a great job,” Tilly said, laying Bellamy in Rachel’s arms. He was the most adorable thing I ever saw. His little nose scrunched up as his mouth opened wide. His hazel eyes were exactly the same as Ezra’s when he looked up at his mother. What bit of hair he had was curly black and had green tips. It was very interesting to see the newborn version of the young man that I had grown close with.