2am Feed by Nico Wonderdust
During the early hours of this morning, I was awakened by my wife nudging me,
"The baby is crying, it's your turn to feed her," she said,
In my tired state, I rolled out of bed, went to the kitchen and warmed up a bottle in the microwave. I went back to the bedroom and there she was, that precious daughter of mine, wrapped safely in my wife's arms,
"Come on darling," I said, picking up my baby girl, "Drink your bottle"
I sat on the edge of the bed for an hour solid, dozing off every few minutes before springing back to a waking state, realizing I still had the baby in my arms. After feeding and burping her, I held her in my arms, with the remainder of the bottle in my hand just in case she woke up again, then we fell asleep.
I woke up the next day, still holding the bottle in my hand but my wife and daughter must have already got up, then it occurred to me, I don't have a wife or a daughter...