Ich Liebe Dich, Lena ~ pt 2

☆ Twenty-Eight ☆

I was having so many breathing problems over the next few days. Every time I would walk around for too long or get slightly anxious my breathing would get really bad. I kept having a whistle in my breath. I didn't want to say anything because I did not want to go to the doctors. Lando took me out of the house for a while and we were walking with Mirabella in her stroller. She was the cutest baby ever... Lando was pushing the stroller and he held my hand tightly on the push bar. I was really confused as to where we were going and then I realised.

"Lando!!! Fucks sake!!! You know how much I hate the doctors!!!" I yelled as I realised where we were going.

"Shh, Lena, it's alright. The doctor is just going to check on your breathing problems" he said.

"You're so fucking annoying!!!" I said. I was so pissed.

"I know it's not easy for you, but trust me, the doctor only wants to help" he said. I basically threw a tantrum on the way. Lando had to drag me in and I left so many scratches on his arm. The doctor told me I had developed asthma. I was so fucking pissed off. I left with one inhaler which Lando kept in his pocket because he knew I would just throw it away. He said he would take me to get my hair done after that. We got there and I had a small whistle in my breathing. I tried to ignore it but Lando didn't. "Can you try using that inhaler? Just a little bit, for me?" He asked. I shook my head.

"I'm fine. I'm not struggling to breathe" I said. I definitely was.

"I can hear the whistle, Lena. You might not be aware of it, but it means your breathing is getting harder. Please, for me, try using the inhaler. I promise it'll help" he said. I shook my head again and Lando just ended up forcing it. He put it in my mouth and pressed it twice. He held my mouth shut for a bit and then let me breathe. It fucking worked. We decided to go home after I had my hair done. We ordered pizza and we decided to finally have Daxie & Mirabella meet. I held our little baby in my arms and Lando held onto Daxie. He slowly moved closer to me and Mirabella. "Easy now, Daxie" he said. Daxie moved closer and sniffed her tiny hand. I think Daxie was trying to figure out what creature we had brought home but she soon realised that Mirabella was our little baby. She licked Mirabella's hand gently and she was incredibly gentle with her. "Good girl, Daxie" he said while patting our little pup. We all got on the couch and cuddled up together. We were so glad that Daxie & Mirabella meeting was a success. Deep down inside we knew Daxie would be gentle. She was never a violent dog.

We woke up the next morning and I had to feed Mirabella. She was actually really good for sleeping through the night but she was really bad for waking up really early. It was like 6am. I had to feed her quickly before Lando woke up. He was being really weird when I would feed Mirabella. Maybe because he liked my milk that one time. I never figured it out. I finished feeding her and then woke Lando up. We were planning on giving Mirabella her first bath. They would just wipe her down with baby wipes at the hospital but now we finally got to give her a proper bath. We got her one of those little seats for babies to lay in when they're having a bath and I had about 20 small cloths to put on top of her. I did not want her to get cold. Mirabella loved the water. She actually started to fall asleep. Daxie came in and put her little paws against the side of the bath to see what was happening. She was obsessed with Mirabella. We all were.

"That's your kinda sister. little Mira" I said to Daxie.

"Oh, she's going to be the best big sister ever, Daxie. And Mirabella will have the most adorable protector" Lando said while stroking Daxie.

"Daxie will be like a guard dog for Mira. I bet you anything" I said. It was true. Daxie was a guard dog for Mirabella. The night before this Daxie was sleeping next to me so she could keep an eye on Mirabella in the crib next to me & Lando's bed. Daxie was literally a guard dog. We let Mirabella sleep for a bit and then we wrapped her in a fluffy warm towel. We sat down on the bathroom floor with her cuddled in our arms. She was so small but so perfect. She was ours. Our little baby. Daxie came and sniffed her hand again and then cuddled up next to us. We finally had the perfect family we always wanted.