"That's true I guess.. though Sophie said something about surgery.." she shrugged her shoulders. "I don't care.. as long as he's healthy.. god that's so cliche but it's true.. okay how about we don't want him to run off and join the circus.. that's better.. realistic goals.." she smirked a bit. Realistic. Right.
She snorted slightly at him, "Yeah.. Ant.. it's cute. He's already got a lot of hair.. wonder who he gets that from.. probably me. Are we going to fight over him? Because I can see us wanting to both hold him at the same time," she eyed Tony warily with a smile before looking back down at Edward. He had his eyes closed. "Yep, straight for the chest and in heaven.. totally yours." she looked back up at Tony. "You'll need to .. wake me.. every... three of four hours to feed him.. but I'm so passing out after he's done.. I hope you know that.."