Mal Pov

It's around 4:20 am and Damian started to cry. mommy is coming damian I said as I get up from the bed and walk into his nursery and turn the lights on. I walk over to his crib and see a red face Damian. what wrong baby boy as I bent down and grab him out of the crib. sh sh it's okay mommy is here I said as I rock him but he is still is crying. 

I check his diaper and see that it's clean. He is hungry and he wants to be feed now and I can tell by his red face. I move my shirt up a little and move Damian closer and I feel him latch on and start to feed. I cover my self with a blanket while he feeds. 

(20 minutes later )

I move the blanket off my shoulder and pull my shirt back up and I move damian over to my shoulder and start to tap his back a little. I keep tapping his back until he let out a big burp and little spit up on my shoulder. I move him off my shoulder and into my arms. I continue to rock him in my arms until his little green eyes fell closed.

I walk back over to the crib and lay him down and cover him with a blanket. I watch him sleep as I bent down and kiss his little forehead as I turn the lights out and grab the baby monitor.