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Dom held the tiny baby in his arms and placed her into her crib.

“It’s perfect,” he said, holding Heath close. “Thank you all so much. This is exactly what we wanted.”

He turned on the mobile, and the adults moved into the living area to let sweet Marissa sleep, but one of the dads had to check her every two minutes to make sure she was breathing, even though they had a baby monitor.

“I’m so happy for you,” I said, giving Dom the biggest hug.

“I’m so happy, but I'm so scared,” he said, his eyes a little wild. “I feel like I haven’t slept in a thousand years.”

“Why don’t you and Heath go and take a few minutes? Everyone can watch her.”

Dom shook his head vigorously. “No way. I don't trust anyone else with my daughter.”

I put my hands up. “Okay, okay. But the offer is there.”

Heath came back and informed Dom that Marissa was still breathing.

The party was short-lived, since we didn’t want to intrude for too long on the exhausted dads’ hospitality. Echo and I stayed to help. She tackled the kitchen and put away the food that everyone had brought, and I threw their laundry in the wash.

Heath fed Marissa while he rocked in the nursery, and Dom came out to grab one of the new burp cloths they’d received as a gift.

“You’re doing so great,” I said as I moved some of the wash to the dryer.

“I don’t feel like I am, but thank you. Just wait until it’s your turn. Have you and Echo talked about that yet?”

I smiled. “We did today, but you were too busy with baby fever that you didn’t notice.”

“Just you wait, K. Just you wait until it’s you. It’s fucking terrifying.”

Marissa let out the tiniest of cries and Dom was gone, bolting to the nursery even though Heath was already there.

“They’re so cute together,” Echo said when I finished the laundry and set the baskets of clean, folded clothes in Dom and Heath’s bedroom.

“They are. You think we should head out?” Everything that could be done was done.

“Yeah.”

We said goodbye to the little family and headed back to my place.

“So, how many kids are we talking?” Echo asked as we walked into the house. The cats did their usual scream welcome, but now they did it to both of us. They adored Echo, maybe more than they loved me.

“You mean for us? Don’t you think it’s a little soon for that?” We’d been dating for less than a month. Even in lesbian terms, that was too soon.

“I mean, it’s good to be on the same page, right?”

She did have a point.

“Two? Three? More than one, but not enough to form a basketball team,” I said.

“What would you say if I said I wanted ten?”

I almost fell over. “Are you fucking serious? You want ten kids?” My voice squeaked.

Echo burst out laughing. “No, but it was totally worth it to see your face. No, I’m good with two or three.”

“Thank fuck,” I said, putting my hand on my racing heart. “Don’t scare me like that.”

She put her arms around me. “But it’s so much fun.”