Not The Surrogate Baby They Ordered
"Badly, exhausted, held together by caffeine and stubbornness. Congratulations, you're doing it exactly right."
"You didn't have to get up."
"I heard her fussing and I was already awake," Emily said, settling onto the couch beside her. "Also, I wanted to make sure you weren't trying to memorize the entire endocrine system at two in the morning while running on four hours of sleep, because that seemed like a very you thing to attempt."
"I was, actually."
"Of course you were." Emily reached for the flashcards, flipping through them idly. "Okay. Quiz me on these while you feed her. Might as well make the sleep deprivation productive for both of us."