My Sunflower *h.s*

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Happy new year everyone! I hope you had a safe and great time celebrating. I was hoping to update sooner but I was taking some time to be with my family and boyfriend before I go back to school this week.

I also want to thank you all for the reads! I surpassed 170k reads this week and my story has been in the top 10 for Harry tags also!

I'm so excited people are reading my book and enjoying it and I hope you all continue to enjoy it as it progresses on.

I'm gonna try as best as I can to keep the chapters fun and exciting but I'm sure a lot of you know life with a baby can get repetitive and hard so there may be a few fillers and downer chapters here and there.

Hope you enjoy the chapter!

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Molly

"Isabelle please." I sighed, bouncing her up a down with my head tipped back and my eyes closed.

I was swaying my body back and fourth in her dark nursery as she screamed in my arms. I tried feeding her but she didn't want to latch, so then I tried to shush her back to sleep but it didn't work. And if I stop moving she only cries harder.

I'm exhausted, on the verge of just putting her in her crib and letting her cry it out.

I've hardly gotten any sleep these past couple days. Ever since we got home from the hospital things have only gotten harder.

Everyone has tried helping but Isabelle only wants Harry or I for the most part, and I'm the one who feeds her which means I'm handling her the majority of the time.

I just want to go back to the hospital where the nurses knew what to do every time she cried and I had help with myself at the push of a button.

"Please go back to sleep." I whispered to her in the dark, but I was mostly talking to myself. Although I couldn't really hear what I said over her wails, to be honest I'm not even sure I said it out loud.

I feel like I've been walking in a haze these past two days. I've just been going through the motions, hardly having time to eat, sleep, or shower.

I've been doing my best to juggle everything and still appear fine to everyone else. I don't want everyone to worry about both me and the baby, they shouldn't have to worry about me. I'm an adult, and a mother, I should be able to take care of myself and the baby. Like every other mother out there.

I can do this, I just need a little bit of time to adjust and then I'll be fine.

Every mom has a hard time at first, having a newborn is an adjustment for anyone. I mean all they do is eat, sleep, and cry. And they need something every few hours, so it's normal I'm having a hard time doing things I used to do before she was born. I just hope I can get into the swing of things sooner rather than later.

It's a little frustrating that Harry has seemed to adjust already. I mean, I knew he was going to be a good dad well before she was born but he's better than I even thought he would be. He somehow can do everything better than I can and it makes me feel like I'm doing something wrong.

"Molly?" I spun around on my heel, seeing Harry in the doorway with squinted eyes and messy hair. I sighed a little, continuing to rock side to side with her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. You can go back to sleep." He looked over my face and his eyes softened, I noticed either pity or sympathy in his features. It made me feel worse than I already do.

"How long have you been in here?" I shrugged my shoulders. I truly don't know how long I've been in here, it feels like its been an hour but I truly doubt she's been crying this hard for an hour.