Baby Nesting the beginning

Posted on Sat Oct 25th, 2014 @ 8:46am by Lieutenant Verdeath Newmark & Ensign Nhallia Newmark

1,394 words; about a 7 minute read

Mission: Deadly Diplomacy
Location: Newmark Quarters

ON:

Nhallia sat at the computer screen, frowning at the list in front of her. It was called 'Must Have Checklist for Newborns!' She had found it by searching the computer's database. Yet another sign of her failure as a mother- she didn't even know what to have for her baby without looking it up.

The list, though.... Was intimidating. She had little idea of why she needed half the things on the list, and when she had tried to place an order for the basics, there were so many options that she just wasn't sure what to get. There had to be a hundred different cribs alone!

The enormity of the task seemed to overwhelm her, but Nhallia knew that she was running out of time to get things. She had to get that spare room ready for the baby, and she didn't have anything.


"I see you are as baffled as most new mothers at this point?" Newmark said as he put his arms around her from behind. "One of the questions Doc had when I followed him around the nervous mothers would bombard him with questions about astetics over safety or how to know which is best?" He kissed the nape of her neck. "I can help a bit as I remember what he said. 'Cribs are only as safe as the parents who care for their children, it is just a bed to hold a sleeping baby, humans have been using them from basic carved wood with hay for beding to fiber carbanates with contouring memory foams...'" He chuckled. "It is just a place to let mommie rest while the baby sleeps."

Nhallia sighed. "Oh, Lover, I just don't know what to do.... Look at this list of things we're supposed to have!" she showed him. "Nursing pillow? Why will I need a pillow when I'm nursing? And is there a difference between a receiving blanket and swaddling blanket? And why do some lists say I should get a bassinet and others don't list it?" She sounded confused and frustrated and overwhelmed.

"A pillow is to allow you to more comfortably rest the baby as you are nursing, the bassenet is a smaller crib like thing that will be for the infant before a crib." Newmark said calmly. "Think of it as you want to be comfortable, a comfy rocking chair for you to breast feed is a must, a Crib with a thicker lining will be the same as a bassenet. a Stroller to allow you to walk aaround with the baby is suggested. The blankets you can use any one if taught how to fold the baby into it right." He was trying to be assuring." Crib, chair changing table are all the essentials you need right now for the room. The baby could have a bassenet beside our bed until the Baby is ready to sleep in the other room. So a dresser of course to keep all this gear in will be on your list. Go with a theme for those things first then we will get the other things?"

"A theme?" Nhallia said, dreading the 'themes' she had seen on most of the baby products she had dared to look at. Creepy-cheerful cartoon animals, smiling clouds and suns and moons, roly-poly barn scenes and cowboy ranches... They seemed garish and like they were 'trying too hard' and just... not her.


Newmark started to type a few commands to get a new search; a Mouse in a magician's robe wit musical notes and such being conjured on a rainbow was his first image. "See, you just need to be crative?" He had a spark in his eyes. "What say we do the Holodeck of the spare room and try things that would suit you?" He nodded. "decorate it from the catalogs and personalize it before we actually place it in the baby's room?"

Nhallia sighed. "It sounds like as good an idea as I've ever come up with. You... you don't mind doing this with me?" she asked. "I thought... mothers are supposed to be the ones who do all this, the father's are supposed to not care about the decorations, I thought?"


"My wife... my baby and my home?" He snuggled a little closer. "Besides you know Mothere would bring in a designer to have custome stuff made." He teased. "I have some Holodeck and the computer will know our quarters so it will be easy to get a blank slate."

"Alright," she agreed pressing into him briefly. "Quick, before I lose my nerve."

"Come on My Lady, we have a child to prep for." He offfered a hand to her.
Nhallia took his hand and gave him a weak smile. "Let's get started," she confirmed and steeled herself to the task at hand.


[Holodeck]

The room resembled their quarters. "I did a scan before now and was planning the size and arrangements of the room of course." Newmark said. "I thought half the closet in an organizer for blankets and all the smaller things, and a fold down stroller and such in the other." He superimposed the racks into the open closet. "Forgive me as I have to arrange medical supplies so I hope I put that to good use in this?"

Nhallia sighed a little in relief. "Not at all, I'm glad you thought of something. I've been so distracted by those big things, that I had no idea what to do with the smaller ones. Now we just have to fill the organizer." She still sounded a little daunted by the task, but she wild an arm around Verdeth's waist and moved close to him as if for support.


"You realize you can ask for a pattern?" He typed on his padd to get a little pink soft blanket with lavender musicical notes in the pattern. You see we can see and feel it and decide how you want it to feel on your skin as well as the baby?" He went a little red. "Y-you might remove your shirt and see how it f-feels on your chest and stomach where the b-baby wi-ll be resting?"

Nhallia actually blushed a little herself. "Is that necessary?" she asked, feeling self-conscious for the first time in a long time with him. She touched the little blanket gently. It was soft; Verdeth would only offer her the softest material he could get his hands on. "I... I like the music notes better than all those other... 'baby patterns.' Don't you think they're less... garish?" she asked.

"Newmark laughed. "Just your shirt so you can feel it on your skin, not to strip down to he waist" He told her. "Just enough to feel the skin. or maybe we will go with the cheek?" He kissed her cheek. "That should be soft enough?"

She finally smiled at him. "If only you could weave a blanket as soft as your kisses, it would be the softest, and most loving, blanket any baby ever had." She lifted the blanket to the cheek he'd just kissed. It was soft and fluffy. Maybe a little too fluffy. It felt like if it got wet it would not dry well. "Maybe something a little less fuzzy?" she suggested and lifted it to his cheek as well to show him what she was feeling.


"Boy colors this round." The fuzzy factor was cut by one third as the colors changed; blue background and red musical notes. "SOrry there are some things that science cannot make." HE joked. "But we can get it soft enough for teh baby to feel snuggled?"

She touched the new blanket to her cheek and stroked the material gently across her face. "That's better," she said gently. "It will dry softer, I think. Do you like it?" she offered the new blanket for his opinion, letting him reach out with his sensitive fingers.


Only in surgery and around His Lady did he never wear gloves; the sensitivity of his touch bordered on the empathic. He need only touch it; feel the softness in his hand to know the baby would also find the blanket quite comforting." Maybe get one for when I lull you to sleep?" He winked.

"You'd rather wrap me up in a blanket than caress me yourself?" she asked in disbelief.

TBC

 

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