- 2 weeks later -
We've been home for 3 weeks and I've had barely any time to shower. Michael is scared to be left alone with him. He's scared he do something wrong. I stink, I'm at the point I can actually taste the b.o and not just smell it. It's disgusting.
Me: "love?"
Michael: "yeah"
Me: "please just take Noah for 10 minutes I need to shower"
Michael: "but what if-"
Me: "listen none of us know what we're doing. It's all guess work and we have to hope we don't make mistakes but sometimes we do and that's okay. I just really really need you to take him for 10 minutes I need a shower, my love I absolutely stink"
Michael: "okay, 10 minutes"
Me: "THANK YOU! There's pre pumped breast milk in the fridge if he gets hungry"
Michael: "okay, just hurry please I don't want to mess up"
I hand Noah to Michael and run to our room to jump in the shower. It feels nice to have the warm water fall down onto me. I hope Michaels handling it well. I ended up taking 15 minutes in the shower and walked back into the living room.
Michael: "and this is mine and your muma's favourite game. She ALWAYS beats me at it she's so good!"
Me: "how's it going?"
Michael: "good! We're best buds now"
Me: "good. Ooo he needs his nappy changing"
Michael: "l'll do it! You sit down"
Me: "thank you, love"
I'm glad Michaels now gotten used to it and is helping a bit more and feels safe to look after Noah by himself. Them two really are best buds. Sometimes the only thing to stop Noah crying is me singing the song 'you are my sunshine' I used to sing it to him when he was in my belly.
* time skip *
Noah was 2 months old and as adorable as ever. I love him so much. I've barely left his side since he's been born. He's little chubby cheeks are the cutest. He has Michaels gorgeous green eyes.
* the next day*I heard Michael come home as I lay in bed. I was cuddled up under the blanket as he walked in as quite as he could thinking I'd be asleep.
Me: "how was your meetings?"
Michael: "tell you in a minute let me get changed"
Me: "okay, love"
Michael got changed and I lifted the blanket so he could cuddle up to me. I ran my fingers through his hair.
Michael: "I'm going on tour next year"
Me: "you are?"
Michael: "yeah.. for calm. Do you and Noah want to come or would it be best for you two to stay here?"
Me: "the smart choice would be to stay just so he's in places he recognises but I want to go with you"
Michael: "well we have a few months to think about it"
Me: "okay, goodnight, pretty boy"
Michael: "goodnight, gorgeous. I love you"
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Good girl// 5sos
FanfictionAnnabelle Arabella Hemmings. 29 January 1995 It's not easy being Luke Hemmings older sister and practically mother. Our childhood was pretty rough and we were the only ones there for each other. What will happen when I join him on tour? What will he...