Serena is the most adorable baby I have ever seen. I might just be saying that because she’s my daughter, but I don’t really care about that right now! She has the silky bronze hair like her father, nose like mine, brown eyes like the ones I had when I was human, except hers smolder like Edward’s do. She has Edward’s smile. I bet she can also flash that crooked smile and make everyone do whatever she wants him or her to, just like her father.

Edward is the best father ever. Seriously. He is so protective, but then again, he’s always very protective. He’s always there to soothe Serena when she’s crying, and he sings her to sleep every night. And since he found out that she was a daddy’s girl, he’s had a grin plastered on his face. That grin just won’t go away, but it’s so adorable. He always has this sparkle in his eyes. He did create a miracle, after all. There is one thing that frustrates him, though. That is the fact that he can’t read her mind either. I guess that she got that gene from me, much to her father’s dismay, yet pride.

There’s always someone watching her. It’s like she’s committed a big crime and she has to be watched at all times so that she doesn’t do anything wrong. And there’s always someone playing with her. She never has time alone.

Jasper is the worse of them all. He’s always playing with her. When it’s time for her naps, he gets all sad and wishes she were a vampire already so he could play with her twenty-four-seven. You should see him at feeding time. Whenever I have to feed her, he yells at me to hurry it up, which makes Edward yell at him. Jasper usually changes her diaper, too. He’ll do anything to get more time with the baby. So, in the end, Mr. Military-Man is a big ole’ softy.

Alice is hyper as always, and is constantly regretting the fact that she forgot to throw me a baby shower. Of course, I love that fact, because I truthfully didn’t want a baby shower, and I was hoping Alice would forget about it. Thankfully, she did. But she’s always trying to make up to me for it, no matter how much I tell her I really didn’t want a baby shower and that I would’ve mentioned it if I did. She is constantly talking about going shopping for baby clothes. She’s already bought Serena everything a baby could possibly need, and more. Serena’s closet probably has more clothes than everyone in this house combined. She even bought her a very pretty crib and put it in Edward’s and my room. When I