*Robyn’s POV*
I wake up and stretch. I expected to be sore, but I feel amazing. I sit up in bed and look towards the window joe is sitting in the rocking chair holding Izabella softly, talking to her. I sit and watch as he lovingly kisses her head. I get up from the bed and walk to him. He pulls me on his lap, putting Izabella between him, and our looks in my eyes thank you, the little one she is perfect. I kiss him and then lay my head on his shoulder and look down at her. She seems like a perfect porcelain doll. I smile. And take it all in, how are you feeling, little one? I look at joe. I feel fine, baby, but if I have a shower? He looks at me. Uncertain, just let me put this one down and ill join you.
I nod and head to the bathroom. I get my clothes off and look at myself in the mirr
