My Sunflower *h.s*

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Please read the authors note at the end, there's important information about the rest of the book!

Molly

"Harry can you help me to the bathroom?" I spoke quietly, gently pulling the blanket off my lap. I've been trying to hold off on going to the bathroom for a while because Harry just looked so peaceful and content right now. He was sitting in the chair next to my bed holding Isabelle against his chest as she slept soundly.

But it's hard to hold off peeing after you pushed a human out of your vagina.

The nurse helped me to the bathroom as soon as the epidural wore of earlier and helped me into a diaper, but I still feel weird willingly using it. I'd rather use as more of a last resort kind of thing. And I know I can call the nurse in and ask for help but she's already done a lot for us today, apparently we're kinda demanding in this family.

Everyone else has gone home by now, promising to come back in the morning. We had Isabelle late in the night so they popped in to meet her and say hi before leaving us to relax and get some sleep.

So now it's just me, Harry, and Isabelle. Which I still can't wrap my head around. It's hard to fathom that that's my baby and I gave birth to her a few hours ago. This all doesn't feel real yet, but I have a feeling once we go home and we don't have nurses to help us with everything it'll all feel very real.

But for now I like our little hospital bubble.

Which we get to stay at for a couple days because after I gave birth the doctor noticed I had some tearing a bleeding, which they say is common but because it was enough to be concerned about they're gonna keep me for a few days to make sure it doesn't get worse.

Harry just about bursted a vein after they said that. I think he was thinking the absolute worse case scenario and thought I was like ripped in half or something. Sometimes his worried nature can be a bit dramatic.

"Of course baby, just give me a second to put little munchkin down." I smiled at him as he looked adoringly down at Isabelle, carefully rising to his feet to place her in the little cot the nurse left in here for her. He looked completely enamored with her, I feel like I've hardly held her all night because of him.

I'm not fully complaining though because I definitely need the rest, but tomorrow she's gonna be mine.

"Alright, give me your hands love." I held out my hands for him and he softly grasped them, helping me into a sitting position. He steadied me on the bed before grabbing under my arms and lifting me to stand next to the bed, "You got it?" I nodded my head, grabbing my IV stand with one hand and leaning into Harry as he wrapped an arm around my waist.

We both slowly shuffled to the bathroom, leaving the door open as I stood in front of the toilet. Harry lifted up his shirt I was wearing enough to grasp the top of the diaper, slowly and carefully dragging it down my legs. Once it was pooled at my feet he helped me sit down and stepped bed, leaning in the doorway.

"How you feeling baby?" I sighed at the relief of finally going to the bathroom, placing my hands on my knees to steady myself.

"Tired mostly, little bit of pain but not too bad right now. M'hungry too."

"I'll ask Annie if we can get you some food." I grabbed some toilet paper and very gently wiped myself, trying not to mess with the stitches they had to place earlier, but I still Harry saw me grimace because he quickly walked over and crouched in front of me. "Everything alright baby?" I nodded my head, softening my features.

"I'm okay" he gave me a soft smile before standing up and holding his hands out. "Well then let's get you up and back into bed." I agreed, holding his hand and let him guide me up. He crouched down again and I gripped his shoulders as he pulled the diaper back up, placing kisses along the way. He place one on each of my thighs before placing one on my stomach.