At two weeks old, Emma had already changed. Cuddy knew some people would disagree with her but she was sure of it. They were small changes, admittedly, too subtle for anyone who wasn't paying attention to notice. She saw them, though. Emma had gained weight, for one thing. Again, it was a small amount of weight but when you only weighed seven
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Her movement did disturb Emma slightly and Cuddy took advantage of that to remove her from her breast and gather her to her shoulder to burp her. It also gave her an opportunity to try and hide the fact she's been crying. She couldn't hide it, of course, but she tried.
"No," she said, rubbing her hand over her face. "I mean, yes, I'm fine." She kept her face turned down and away from him, trying to hide against Emma's little body. Damn it, why couldn't she get herself under control? This was ridiculous. She didn't lose control like this even over big things and right then, she was crying over nothing. Nothing. She patted Emma's back almost in an apology for being such a mess. Not that Emma noticed, but Cuddy ( ... )
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He wasn't so sure what was causing it this morning, though. It could have been any number of things: hormones still, tiredness and exhaustion, something else he wasn't aware of. He hated seeing her cry but this time he was pretty certain her tears wasn't because of him ( ... )
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