Truth be told Deano wasn't getting any sleep. "Is it supposed to be that way?" He asked Roman who was over with the dinner he and Eddie brought. Yes, he knew he looked a little sad. These days, he wasn't even getting a shower. He was always with Hannah. "Caitlin is sleeping a lot."
"Well, you are married to her. I guess she must trust you a lot," Roman gave him a pat on the back with a smile and took Hannah from him.
"Oh, so that's it." Deano yawned.
"I don't think she's ever trusted anyone but you," Roman said he'd heard this from LaLa a while ago. "You have that kind of effect on her." He cuddled Hannah who quietened down.
"Now if I only knew what I was doing," Deano was so out of it. "This girl dad stuff is really getting to me." He said he was nervous about changing her and cleaning her and everything else that went along with baby care. "Sure I watched the videos, but I don't know if I'm doing everything right."
"Oh, she would let you know," Roman told him.
"Right, Caitlin hasn't said anything." Deano moved his neck. It sure did hurt.
"No, I mean Hannah."
"Yes, I can see she loves you already. She knows who you are," Roman put the infant in the crib.
Deano supposed he might be right. "I just thought Caitlin's mom would be around to help, you know. But Caitlin doesn't want her here."
"Daughters can be that way," Roman sighed. "It's not a fairytale. Maybe it's more calm this way for Caitlin." Roman told him the story when he was born how he had colic and his grandmother thought he needed whiskey and just about gave it to him, but his mom wouldn't let her. "She says they were never the same since then. Maybe Caitlin thought it might make things worse with her mother here."
Deano nodded at that.
"Go have some meatloaf while it's still warm," Roman said he'd watch the baby. Deano's stomach grumbled about then. He was hungry.