JASAMINA

As I lowered myself to the chair beside Anya, I noticed the way she kept staring at Jaimie, and I couldn't help but smile. It was nice to have another woman in the house to share the joys and struggles of motherhood with. Jaimie yanked on my hair, drawing my attention away from the girl for a moment, but I smiled at my baby as I untangled my hair from his fisted hand.

"Can I hold him?" Anya asked tentatively, redirecting her attention to me.

I nodded with a smile ...