Night Shift [h.s]

forty two

☁️ HARRY ☁️

Life had been crazy just recently to say the least, though I suppose it was crazy for everybody. Life never seemed to stop and give anybody a break, especially our little family. It really was starting to feel like we had been dragged through the mud although I was so positive that sunny days were ahead as we were heading into spring and Lana's twenty seventh week of pregnancy.

The weeks were flying by just recently and I was now more or less healed from the accident and all it had done to me. I still got a stiff hip from time to time or a random sharp pain in my side, but all of those symptoms were completely normal and I probably would still feel the after effects for many more months to come, it wasn't just a physical healing process, it was mental too and although I was near enough back to full health, I wasn't quite ready or strong enough to head back to work just yet which meant that most of my days were spent inside, cleaning the house and preparing meals for my girls, I had also made a start on decorating the nursery, nothing too strenuous, but I had started to paint the walls a sweet sage green that Lana had picked out.

Not only could I get on with little jobs around to house to make Lana's like a whole lot easier whilst she was still working, I pretty much became some sort of house husband or stay at home dad, only the fact that Harmony wasn't actually my child. I had been picking her up and dropping her off at school, though I wasn't allowed to drive just yet so I had been painfully walking about twenty minutes to her school and then another twenty minutes back which was quite rough in the rain, but it was good to keep my muscles moving and get some fresh air at least, and Harmony got to ride her bike to and from school as well so it was a win win for everybody really.

I just felt guilty that I was having all of this time off when Lana was still having to drag herself to work every night and work a twelve hour shift whilst twenty seven weeks pregnant. I knew the achiness and the tiredness were catching up on her and day by day she was slowing down as it all caught up on her and our little boy was weighing her down. I'd take her place immediately if I could and I was itching to get back to work so I was able to check in on her at all hours of the day, but as she kept reminding me, it wouldn't be long at all until she was on maternity leave and it'd be just a matter of weeks until our little boy was here. I think it would all suddenly start to feel real when Lana stops working and actually settles down in preparation for our boys arrival.

There wasn't long to go now and that honestly scared me a little. We were slowly starting to get things ready for him but there was still so much that needed doing in such a short space of time. We only had thirteen weeks and whilst that sounded like a long period of time, I knew it'd fly by, and perhaps it'd be even less if he makes an appearance earlier than planned. Whilst we had no reason to believe he was coming any earlier, from this moment on, it really could be any day now. I was a doctor, I knew these things didn't always run as smoothly as planned.