True Love Waits

One of Keith's comrades-in-arm had passed away, so Baldwin and Cecelia accompanied the older man to attend the funeral. They informed Blair that they wouldn't come back home that night. The maid was on leave too. Hence, Blair and Gifford were the only ones left at home.

"Yes!" Gifford nodded. Although he didn't understand anything about the dishes, he planned on eating anything she cooked. Moreover, he found it relaxing to be with his mom. He was happy the whole day. His mom would ask his opinions before making a decision, unlike his dad, who decided everything by himself.

Blair walked hand-in-hand with Gifford, with bags of ingredients and groceries in her other hand. She was quite tired. After all, she was still recovering her health.

She sighed. It dawned on her how amazing some full-time mothers were. They had to take care of their kid all alone, and some of them had to take care of two or more kids at the same time. She admired them for their devotion.

The supermarket wasn't too far away from home, so Blair didn't hail a cab. After making sure that the little one wasn't tired, they walked back home.

Before she began to cook, she told Gifford to play with the toys in the living room. She stressed that he wasn't allowed to go anywhere, and if he needed the toilet, he had to go find her in the kitchen. His safety was her priority.

The little boy nodded, holding the toys in his hands. "Mommy, don't worry. I won't go out."

Blair kissed his cheek and walked into the kitchen.

The mother and son duo enjoyed their dinner. Gifford loved his mom's cooking and ate more than usual. His tummy was already full and round, but he still pointed at the tofu.

Blair touched his big belly. Worried that he would be overstuffed, she shook her head. "No, you can't eat anymore. I'll cook this for you again tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, Mommy." Blair smiled tenderly. She realized that her son was very obedient. He said yes to almost everything. While she did the dishes, she wondered what kind of man her son would grow up to be. She imagined he would be a very considerate gentleman.

After a while, it was time to bathe. The little boy was shy since this was the first time that Blair was going to bathe him. As soon as she undressed him, Gifford covered his crotch with both his hands and sat in the bathtub.

Blair laughed. "I'm your mom. Why are you so shy?"

boy giggled and turned his back to

and tucked the boy in bed. After he fell asleep, she was finally relieved and went

night, a

hastily turned on the bedside lamp and observed

as she patted his back. She didn't have much experience in

him up gently and said, "I'll get some water

the

the night stand, Gifford started to throw up all over the

scared the wits out of Blair. She jumped off the bed and got a

few times until there was nothing left in his stomach. Blair pulled out a few tissues to wipe his mouth. Then, she got a glass of water and asked him to rinse his mouth. 'What should

cold, automated voice. "Sorry, the number you have dialed

were out of town and Niles

other choice, she decided to take her son to the hospital herself. She got dressed quickly and casually tied up her

Wrapping him in a

car which was installed with a child seat. After buckling him up, she gently caressed the little

leaned back

She carried the fifteen-kilogram boy in her arms the whole time. When she was inside the doctor's office, she was already sweating profusely, even though she was

symptoms. After a simple check-up, the doctor said, "It might have been caused by unhygienic food. But I can't confirm it before further examination is done. I suggest you get him admitted right away and have his blood tested by

had only eaten the food she had cooked today. Was there any problem with her cooking? If it turned out that her son had fallen sick because of the food she

in her arms again, Blair went up and down the hospital to finish the formalities. By

looked pale and sleepy. He closed one of his eyes. "Mommy, say...good night. I close my...eyes." He spoke inarticulately. It took Blair a little while to take

taped onto his forehead, since the veins on his head were easier to find. Blair looked at the boy lovingly and planted a kiss on the other side of his forehead. "Good night, my dear baby." Gifford closed his other eye at once and said, "Good