Lilian opened the door. An unfamiliar maid was standing there with an impatient look on her face as she quickly bowed to her madam and addressed the issue.
"Madam, the young master is crying so much. Can you please come and try to calm him down?" she said.
Revived from the land of fantasies, the young woman just nodded and enacted her way past the maid as she strode towards the anticipated room. The sound of crying Aiden filled the hallway. Lilian felt irresponsible for sleeping despite this chaos. This had never happened in the hospital when she was working there as a nurse though. Was she that much weary?
Not more than a few steps far and she noticed a few maids already standing in the doorway.
"Excuse me!", she exclaimed and made her way through the populace, her eyes catching the wailing tot of a 2-month-old in the arms of the aged woman. She was the same old lady she had encountered previously, maybe the appointed nursemaid. She was trying to feed the infant against his will while rocking him gently, and cooing at him. The poor baby was crying his heart out.
Leaping towards him, Lilian took Aiden in her arms and rocked him up and down as she signalled all the maids to exit the arena immediately. The crowd scares babies at numerous unfamiliar faces which they feel hard to read and recognize and that was the foremost thing she wanted to eliminate.
The young lady tried various tactics she learned in the internship to soothe the baby but nothing seemed to be working on the infant she held closely. Sighing, she handed the small human being to his nanny again.
"Can you please open his onesie?" She asked.
"But madam, he will catch a cold otherwise," The elderly questioned, unsure if she should follow the commands.
The woman with the germinating heart of a mother curved her rosy lips into a smile while her hands reached the plastic globular structures at the fabric of her shirt, "That won't happen. Just do it."
The wailing tot was kept in the cradle again to have his onesie removed while Lilian unbuttoned the first three buttons of her shirt. Bending to the small wooden crib, she picked him up, who was very busy engaging his vocal cords at full energy. She kept the baby's head on her shoulder and laid him on her chest, wrapping him with the thin fabric of her shirt as she gently rocked him while patting his back. The shrill cry died down as she walked back and forth, humming a lullaby which vibrated across the baby, calming the little soul.
Babies feel at ease when kept at skin contact. The warmth radiating across the skin works as a natural pacifier, calming your heart just like how you feel nurtured when you watch the green mountains across the ravishing field. Before coming to medicine of the modern era, she was taught to use natural treasures first.
Lilian was a nurse who worked at Lifeline Multi-speciality Hospital in the city before her marriage was planned in this household. Though her parents wanted her to enter the field of business, she chose her way despite the resistance. Of course, it paid less than what a business would but she loved her job. Especially these tiny creatures who were as confused as she was about this puzzle of life and besides, her elder sister was following the path of her parents. That's why she cared less about a daughter's responsibilities. Maybe her profession was one of the reasons she had gotten herself into this oriented relationship but of course, there were a lot more things behind this wedding.
"Madam, let me," the nanny asked to embrace the little child who now seemed to be sleeping.
Lilian shook her head, wanting to keep the baby to herself, "That's fine and by the way, can I take him to my room?"
The elderly woman looked at her hesitantly, maybe not wanting to allow something without the approval of the master of this house. Quick enough to apprehend, the female of an undetermined future added the explanation as she rocked the baby rhythmically,
"Aiden's quite sensitive about his surroundings and he probably will wake up again. I was just thinking that he might feel more comfortable when I will be there, you get what I mean right?"
"You may."
A deep voice crept like a snake behind her back and she flinched through the core of her abdomen. The baby groaned a little but she soothed him with a few gentle taps, whispering some precious words on his eardrums. It was unaffordable to awaken him again.
Lilian looked behind her and there was her husband, sitting on the couch looking intimidatingly at her. He was there the whole time! As she realized that her hands immediately pulled the fabrics to approximate the two ends towards each other, feeling uneasy at the little skin exposure she was having.
Richard got up from his seat, taking his giant steps towards her while her stupid heart started dancing inside her ribcage again. His blue amber eyes looked at the sleeping baby, the visible softness he had for his child felt like a bird taking a dip in the ocean to protect itself from the scorching sun. He loved his son so much, didn't he?
"Just don't sleep like a log, understand?"
She watched his adam's apple moving up and down while he spoke, his resonant voice so vibrant to her ears that her belly churned inside her abdomen. Her cheeks allowed entrance to the tint of the red shade, a little embarrassed by the fact that she had a monster-like sleep when everybody was roused. Even he was awake though he had his room further to Aiden's compared to hers.
Lilian just nodded and watched him walk out of the room while she patted the baby in her embrace.
Lilian kept Aiden on her bed and covered him in his white baby blanket after increasing the temperature of the room. The baby was too young to roll from his place but she kept a cushion on the other side just in case to be safe.
Lying beside him, the motherly woman covered her son with her blanket again, her hand on his belly as she patted it gently. She watched him breathe quietly, his presence making the most peaceful and mesmerizing place in her heart. She smiled and leaned in, kissing his cheek softly with affection.
"I love you, my baby," she said.
It was a beautiful morning. The sun had just shown his face to the world, asking people to leave their lazy beds and snap off their sweet tooth dreams to face reality. Some were still behind the curtains, not wanting to let the sun's rays pass across their window and disturb one of the most precious moments. Feeling rejected, the sunrays travelled back to their origin and kissed the lonely sky to open its spectrum of beautiful colours. The crimson sky was now looking like an artwork on a canvas to be sold for millions of dollars. The different shades of colour will perhaps give you a complex mixture of nature's beauty, hypnotizing you at the gigantic depth it held in the wide field of its magical craft of blending colours.Across the east of an exquisite mansion, a young lady was sitting on the balcony with an infant on her lap to appreciate the playfulness of the sun and the sky. The baby in her embrace was wrapped in a warm piece of feathery clothing while he rested his back on the
Lilian watched her mother-in-law showering Aiden with lots of kisses, cooing and squishing him. She talked to him in some code language and their eyes communicated for some secrets. It was a delightful bond to see and the little guy seemed quite fond of his grandma. While the little one sucked on his scrumptious meal, his eyes watched the diamond sparkling thing around the neck of the elderly lady. It was very captivating to his new soul who still had to discover this petty world."He looks much calmer now. The last time I recall, he wouldn't stop crying no matter what we did," Helena Tucker stated as she smiled with wrinkles forming around her eyes.Dressed up in straight brown pants and a white shirt, she was looking fresh and elegant. She had minimum premium accessories despite the huge stock loading in her bank account and her face was still glowing despite her growing age. Lilian's womanly instincts wondered about the beauty products resulting in this magic. Her mother-in-law was
Lilian looked at herself in the mirror. With the white knee-length apparel she wore with her black hair falling off her shoulders, she wondered if she looked presentable to go out with the future heir of Tuckers. A simple and sober look she preferred felt inferior after seeing the gigantic fashionable people at her wedding. The prestigious Tucker clan had high status and it was her responsibility to maintain herself properly as she was now a member of this house. She didn't want people to point at her as a disgraceful daughter-in-law of a multi-billionaire established family. In the large field of roses, a small jasmine felt hard to fit in but it was still trying. "Does Mama look okay, baby?" Lilian asked the 3-month-old lying on the comfy mattress of her bed as she was done getting ready. The baby was dressed in a black romper which had a white lily flower in the right corner at the level of his chest. Somehow the colour suited him as much as his father and the little guy looked fa
Lilian followed Richard as he entered the pediatric clinic room. Aiden was still relishing being with his father, not leaving the comfy embrace he was cited. The naughty baby teased her about how he could take all the attention of the man she dreamed of without much effort when she was a helpless hard worker aiming for a no signboard. She had walked behind that handsome fella, everybody gaped at but he refused to even skim at her for a mere couple of seconds, dissolving all her yearnings she held unconsciously. She was stupidly wishful to harbour him to check on her if she was still accompanying him and not lost somewhere in a magical way. But to be awakened, he never even once looked back. It was a quick realization of the certitude, Lilian didn't know she craved his attention this densely. Was it just a crush or something more than that? She was puzzled, her brain becoming retarded every time she tried to sort her way out.The hospital procedures were so simple. Richard had filled o
Lilian's finger caressed the baby's soft skin, sleeping peacefully in her lap with his hands curled in a tight fist. Her hands held the human of a few kilograms to safeguard him from each bump the car felt. The wailing that left a scar in her heart still scared her, and she didn't want to intrude on the endearing sleep he attained after lots of drudgery. Her baby adopted a porcelain colour in contrast to his usual warm ivory pale skin, and she still had the dried stains of tears on her cheeks, a flimsy heart attack she suffered when she saw her infant in ache. Is being a mother arduous, or was she having a tough time because she wasn't the biological mother? This baby in her arms was precious; she had promised to devote herself to this tiny soul without a mother. She didn't want him to grow up without a mother and be in despair, where he would sob over for not having a mother. 'Mommy loves you a lot baby.' She said in a subtle whisper and leaned in to kiss his forehead while patting
Lilian ambled across the hallway as she entered the laundry room in the backside of the garden with an undersized laundry basket holding dozens of baby's clothing. Three maids were working there as usual, and noticing the madam of the house, they bowed quickly and stood attentively. The superior of three of them, Clara, a young girl in her mid-twenties with her long blonde hair braided beautifully and a relatively healthy build, approached the sovereignty to take the essentials they were assigned. "Madam, you don't have to come here every day," Clara said as she passed the basket to one of her subordinates, signing them to continue the work. "Just inform someone, and we will pick up the laundry." She added. Lilian smiled warmly, shaking her head at the responsible girl. This lass was youthful yet mature, and Lilian appreciated her hard work and determination."That's fine. I also need to burn some calories for the day, so please, don't burden yourself with that."The maid smiled, pl
"What are you doing here?" Lilian felt a sharp pierce through her body, the sudden electrification making her unstable to drop the laundry basket and scatter the garments to disorganize the systematic place. Her eyes wavered to keep up with that killer gaze, making her feel like some kind of an extensive criminal who was unforgivable. She skimmed through his eyes, trying to find the graveness of the matter she unfolded. Unfortunately, the amber pair of pearls was much colder than she ever encountered. The man standing in an ebony office suit was the source of all the trepidation threatening her heart. There was a sudden decline in the temperature of the surroundings, colder than the north pole embedded in ice. "I asked what are you doing here?" The sound echoed again. The coldness kept escalating, and the ambience felt tense.Lilian's throat went dry, the pharynx feeling sore without any moisture to retain the utility. The premature paralysis of her vocal cords couldn't defend her p
Lilian stared blankly at the greenery. The crimson sky was waving at the setting sun, bidding goodbye after a long, tiresome day where it shined dazzlingly to provide vitality to this world. The air danced unhurriedly in cadence, with the leaves of the trees singing a soothing, rugged song in the background. The two big dogs of the Tucker household, Charlie and Cooper, were playing on the soft, big lawn prospered so beautifully, entertaining the infant sitting in his mother's lap. The little one enjoyed the variety of stunts the canines showed. To her surprise, he was so calm compared to the typical cranky composition he displayed in the sundowns.Despite these exquisite and heavenly surroundings, Lilian's mind was still cloudy, with the scene in the afternoon. It was hurtfully running over again and again in the screen of her mind. Even after numerous trials, she couldn't shoo away the distasteful thoughts and not feel hurt anymore. His cold utterances, that displeasing stare of deni