"He's my life," she admitted when she looked down at her son. She tossed the soiled nappy into the bucket she had handy for such and sighed tiredly. "I don't think I ever want ta marry again after this." Lies. But that was for another time. Jacob quirked his lips at Betsy and gave a baby sigh, but he wasn't old enough to laugh just yet. "I think he likes ye as much as ye like he," she chuckled as he squinted up at the other maid.