Night Shift [h.s]

forty six

☁️ HARRY ☁️

I must've only been asleep for about an hour, if that, before Harmony woke me up in tears, kicking and screaming that she missed her mumma and it must've taken me a good half an hour to actually get her to calm down. I wasn't sure what was going on with her at the moment, Lana was certain that she was just anxious about the uncertainty of everything and the fact that she'd be getting a baby brother in just a matter of weeks.

I suppose it made sense, getting a new sibling was a huge deal, especially when you're just four years old. It was a massive deal to have to share things you'd never thought you'd have to share and it didn't help that Owen had gotten into her head a few weeks ago and made her question our love for her.

He was a real arsehole for that, but that wasn't exactly news.

I was fully blaming him for her unusual clinginess just lately, I don't think there was any other explanation for it. He had made her wonder if we'd still love her the same when her little brother comes into this world and now she seemed to be on high alert, needing our attention at every moment, needing to be physically next to us or she really couldn't cope.

I had heard before of children regressing when they get siblings, it wasn't unheard of at all, but that didn't mean that it didn't make me panic slightly that this was now it and Harmony would forever be this way. I didn't want her to struggle like this, I didn't want her to feel like she constantly had to be at our sides to be safe. I wanted her to be able to run into school like she did before and chase butterflies around a field. Now she'd hardly even step a foot away from Lana and I.

It took a lot of coaxing to get her back to sleep, to the point where I wasn't sure that my words were doing anything and maybe she had literally just passed out from exhaustion of her tears.

She had been waking up in the night for a few days now, and each time she was in absolute bits, screaming for Lana, begging for her to come home and I felt nothing but useless to her. There wasn't a lot I could actually do apart from cuddle her close and tell her that her mum would be home soon. I think we were both yearning for Lana to just accept her fate and take her maternity leave now. I hated Lana going off to work when she was heavily pregnant, she needed to be at home resting, and perhaps that was why Harmony had been so protective of her just recently, she could probably sense her pain and her tiredness, she wanted her home just as much as I did.

At least at home I knew she was safe.

I found it hard to go to sleep after Harmony had cried herself back to sleep, I was on red alert just incase she was to wake up again and need me. Usually she'd only wake up once but tonight something just felt off. It felt different and I just couldn't get back to sleep no matter how hard I tried to transfix my mind to happier places, I just couldn't soothe myself to sleep and it was most likely because my subconscious knew that Harmony would wake up again.