Giving birth for the third time was just as stressful. Alfie faints while Lizzie helped me to give birth, which irritated her like hell. Tommy was the one who ended up running around for hot water and towels, but when I finally heard the beautiful cry my whole body relaxed. Another boy we had, Elijah.
Now it's his birthday party, he's a year old today
"Happy birthday dear Elijah, happy birthday to you" we all sing. Elijah takes a handful of cake and smushes it in his face
"Mamma can me and Sam have cake now?" Adam asks
"Of course you can. Dad will cut it for you" Adam and Sam run off with Alfie following behind them
"So are you pregnant again yet?" Ada asks nudging me
"No" I smile shaking my head
"Do you want another?"
"I don't know Ada. We've got 3 kids. What if I do say yes to another and it's another boy. Does that mean I'll have to have another and another until I'm infertile? Alfie is 46 can we really have more kids?"
"Your only 34 YN. Your still so young. Of course no one except you can decide if you want more kids. But look how much room you have. If it's something Alfie really wants then maybe you should think about it" I look over at Alfie who is cleaning up Elijah
"He is good with the kids. I'll talk to him"
The party is over and everyone has gone home. The kids are all asleep and now I'm lying in bed reading while Alfie is listening to me. I suddenly stop thinking about what Ada had said earlier on in the day
"What's wrong love?" Alfie asks me
"Do you still want another baby?" I close the book and place it next to me by my candle
"I do, but look love, if you don't want another it's fine right. We could get a dog instead or a cat, although I don't really like cats, but you don't..." I kiss Alfie's lips to shut him up
"Stop rambling" I chuckle
"Sorry. Why are you asking love?"
"I think I might be open to the idea of having another" I smile at my husband who's face turns from shock to a smirk
"Told ya you'd want another" he says pulling my face down to press his lips against mine "so shall we get started?"
"I think so" I chuckle.
9 months later I give birth to a baby girl, Madeline
"She's beautiful YN" Lizzie sits on the sofa holding the baby "makes me want to have another"
"How are you and Tommy?" I ask knowing that this had a rough patch a few years ago, but since moving here they have been trying to make it work
"We're doing good. I wanted him to put me and Ruby first, I suppose it's a little late now"
"Ruby wasn't your fault, or even Tommys for that matter. It was a cruel disease, still is. Ruby would want you both to be happy"
"I know, maybe we will. But for now I will just steal this little angel" Lizzie coos at the newborn baby.
After a while she gets fussy, Lizzie leaves and so I take Madeline up to her nursery to feed her
"Had fun with Lizzie today?"
"I did. Although we have to watch her, she might steal Mads from us" I chuckle "how have the boys been? had fun with the horses?"
"Tommy has been showing them how to ride them"
"Not Elijah I hope"
"No, but he enjoyed petting the horses" I hum in response "tired love?"
"Very much so" I nod my head
"Once she's fed, get some rest. I'll watch the kids"
"All 4 of them?" I raise an eyebrow
"Yes all 4 of them"
"Good luck" I laugh, but really I know he will be ok because he's amazing with the children.
An amazing husband and an amazing father that I'm blessed to spend my life with all because of Tommy introducing us. It seems like a whole lifetime ago, or even a dream where we were these scary gang member who killed and now we are family people. Who'd have ever guessed?
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