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The house isn't really prepared for a baby which Elizabeth would have to make sure she rectified - September was not that far away. But she had managed to get most things she would need at the compound and she could not deny that she was more than thrilled to help out dear Jeyne by watching over darling Reynald. She had found clothing that would fit if he would need it and cloth napkins. It concerned her a little that she had no idea how long that she was meant to watch Reynald for. Not that she minded at all but she did mean to reassure the infant that his mother would not be long - however she was wary of telling the sweet little boy an untruth so she sang to him instead and promised she would take very good care of him.
He was a very good baby and he hardly squalled at all, spending most of his time peering up at Elizabeth and occasionally yawning. She did wonder if he found her appearence puzzling - though she was sure the bond between mother and child was strong enough he knew she was someone else. That and the fact that Elizabeth was deficient in one very important regard. Fortunately the clinic had provided formula and a vessel for feeding the sweet little boy as Elizabeth had some months to go before she could nurse a child herself. He took poorly to the strange milk from the compound but Elizabeth could not let him go hungry and after he was fed, she walked back and forth with him after making soft comforting noises and humming under her breath.
She had made up a small bed for Reynald in their bed by stacking pillows to make a baby sized space he could not escape. (Though she had his basket too, of course.) However she was sure that if he did fall asleep she could not bear the though of putting down the soft warm weight of a content baby and she would hold him in her arms anyway. She didn't want to put him down.
He was a very good baby and he hardly squalled at all, spending most of his time peering up at Elizabeth and occasionally yawning. She did wonder if he found her appearence puzzling - though she was sure the bond between mother and child was strong enough he knew she was someone else. That and the fact that Elizabeth was deficient in one very important regard. Fortunately the clinic had provided formula and a vessel for feeding the sweet little boy as Elizabeth had some months to go before she could nurse a child herself. He took poorly to the strange milk from the compound but Elizabeth could not let him go hungry and after he was fed, she walked back and forth with him after making soft comforting noises and humming under her breath.
She had made up a small bed for Reynald in their bed by stacking pillows to make a baby sized space he could not escape. (Though she had his basket too, of course.) However she was sure that if he did fall asleep she could not bear the though of putting down the soft warm weight of a content baby and she would hold him in her arms anyway. She didn't want to put him down.