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Post by <3 LubyII <3 on Jul 13, 2006 13:34:47 GMT 10
Loved it!!
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Post by jaana on Jul 13, 2006 17:19:20 GMT 10
Loved the new update!
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Post by Maryna on Jul 13, 2006 19:26:11 GMT 10
LOVE IT!!! UPDATE SOOOOOOON!!!!!!
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Post by zelda on Jul 14, 2006 1:38:09 GMT 10
This is the PERFECT GRADUATION DAY, like I want it to be. Thank you, Larue.
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Post by sammiejm on Jul 14, 2006 1:42:43 GMT 10
I really, really hope TPTB read this. Somehow I don't think their version is going to be the same. I already like yours better Larue.
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Post by strizzy on Jul 14, 2006 2:51:33 GMT 10
Great update!
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Post by larue on Jul 14, 2006 3:37:45 GMT 10
Somehow I don't think their version is going to be the same. I already like yours better Larue. Aww...thanks. And I am sorry to say that I feel the same way about the plans TPTB have for our Luby couple. Rats!
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Post by lubyfan on Jul 14, 2006 5:01:46 GMT 10
Love it!!!!
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Post by larue on Jul 14, 2006 12:43:11 GMT 10
Home Sweet Home
Luka wrapped an arm around Abby as they stood together next to the crib. They looked down at their son...asleep in his own bed for the very first time. Luka leaned down and kissed her forehead.
“We’re going to have to leave him alone sometime,” he sighed.
“I know,” she nodded. Abby checked the lines to the heart/apnea monitor that kept watch on Joe’s breathing as he slept. She looked up at Luka and picked up his hand as they reluctantly left the nursery they had worked so hard on.
“Now what?” she asked. Luka looked down at her and she looked up at him. They headed back into the nursery. They peeked at Joe again and then settled themselves on the couch against the wall. Luka wrapped his arms around her and they cuddled together and drifted off into sleep themselves.
Luka woke with a start when he realized that he was alone on the couch. He shook his head and looked around.
“Hi…” Abby whispered softly from the rocking chair behind him. Luka sat up and turned around. She had Joe nestled in her arms and was nursing him. Luka grinned and settled back to look at them together.
“How is he doing?” he asked. Abby shrugged.
“Not very well at the moment,” she said with an exasperated frown. “We were doing so good at the hospital. I didn’t think to get a bottle ready…just in case.”
“I can do that,” Luka said. He stood up and then crouched next to the rocker for a moment. He touched his finger to Joe’s clenched fist and grinned as the baby wrapped his fingers around it. He was pulling away from Abby and making little mewing sounds, squirming in discomfort. Luka reluctantly pulled his finger free and reached for the bag they had brought home from the hospital. He pulled out a small stuffed duck that was in a plastic bag. He took it out of the bag and wound the metal key on the bottom of the duck. The soft tinny sound of a lullaby filled the room and Joe stopped squirming. Abby looked up at Luka.
“So that’s why you brought that into NICU….” she said. “So it would be a familiar sound for him when he came home?” Luka nodded.
“I’ll get that bottle ready,” he said as he left the room. Abby pressed a kiss to her son’s forehead.
“Your daddy is much better at this than I am, Joe,” she said softly and shook her head. She frowned a bit as he continued to fuss at her breast. Abby could feel the ire beginning to build up in her. Finally getting him to nurse had been so frustrating for both of them. She hated using the breast pump and seeing him being fed with a bottle. It made her feel like a failure sometimes. She hadn’t been able to carry him to term. She wasn’t able to nurse him. He didn’t like to be cuddled. Everything seemed to go wrong for them. By the time Luka returned with the little bottle of warmed breast milk from the freezer she was in tears and Joe was crying.
“Take him, Luka,” she said as he entered the room. Luka looked at her for a moment and then slowly shook his head. He knelt beside the rocker and put the bottle in her hand.
“He needs to get this from you,” he said firmly.
“But won’t he refuse to nurse if he knows I’ll give him a bottle?” she asked. Luka shook his head.
“Nah, he’s too little to play that game right now,” he reassured her. Abby swallowed and shifted Joe in her arms. She slipped the nipple of the small bottle in the baby’s mouth and he began to suck weakly.
“Come on, sweetie,” she sighed as he drifted into an exhausted sleep. Luka tickled his bare feet and Joe’s cheeks began to move as he emptied the bottle. Abby sighed again and finally moved Joe into Luka’s arms. She adjusted her clothes and then stood up.
“You have to be patient, Abby,” Luka said quietly as he watched her leave the nursery.
“I know,” she replied resignedly. “I need to find the pump.” Luka frowned and then looked down at the little boy in his arms.
“Stop being so hard on your mother, Josip,” he scolded. “She’s doing her very best.” His frowned eased into a soft smile and he carefully stood up and then sat in the rocker himself. He laid the sleeping little body on his knees and crooned softly in Croatian as he straightened the white onesie he wore and then cradled him in the crook of his arm again. He’d waited a long time to have this gift again. This wonderful gift from Abby………
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Post by <3 LubyII <3 on Jul 14, 2006 12:49:58 GMT 10
Awesome!
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Post by strizzy on Jul 14, 2006 16:35:13 GMT 10
Great update!!
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Post by Maryna on Jul 14, 2006 17:28:49 GMT 10
love it! updaaaaaaaaate sooooooooooooon!
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Post by sammiejm on Jul 15, 2006 1:52:33 GMT 10
This is another wonderful chapter Larue.
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Post by lubyfan on Jul 15, 2006 5:50:17 GMT 10
Great chapter Please update!
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Andie
Duchess of Luby
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Post by Andie on Jul 15, 2006 6:35:22 GMT 10
Home Sweet HomeFinally getting him to nurse had been so frustrating for both of them. She hated using the breast pump and seeing him being fed with a bottle. It made her feel like a failure sometimes. She hadn’t been able to carry him to term. She wasn’t able to nurse him. He didn’t like to be cuddled. Everything seemed to go wrong for them. By the time Luka returned with the little bottle of warmed breast milk from the freezer she was in tears and Joe was crying. Oh, that was so sad ...poor Abby, she wants so bad to be a good mom, but we know things can't be easy for her! I'm really loving your story...it's great! UPDATE SOON!!!!
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