Our Small Miracle - Adopted by Taylor Swift

Part 12

Taylor's POV:

I woke up in the night to rummaging. I immediately jumped up into protective parent mode and looked over to the pull out bed that was Harpers, worrying when I didn't see her. Suddenly I felt sick, I was in a different country and couldn't see my newly adopted daughter in her bed and I could hear sounds.

Slowly leaving the bedroom area of the hotel, I peeped around the corner to see a figure leaning over my suitcases, contents now strewn across the floor. I edged closer to the figure, now realizing it was Harper. What on earth was she doing in my things? "Harper Noelle, why are you not in bed!?"

I saw her body jump and her balance disappear, sending her backwards onto her butt. In her hands she was clutching various items. I made my way to her and saw fear across her face, now accompanied by some tears from her fall. I held out my hand for her to show me what she was holding but for some reason she squealed and held it away.

"Harper you show me now or you won't be allowed it, we aren't messing round like this at 3am, hand it over and let me see." I told her sternly. She started whining and kicking me away so I picked her up and placed her down now standing. I gently took the items from in her hand.

"You're gonna go to bed now because you don't kick." I told her pointing in the direction of our beds. She shook her head and started stoning her feet. I did not need a tantrum at 3am. I gave her "the look" but she carried on now screaming and crying.

I simply ignored her and walked away to my bed, getting in and laying down, looking through the things she had been holding. One of my hoodies, a pacifier, a bottle and one of her own hoodies. I sighed a little and made my way back to where she still was stood by the suitcase. She was now sobbing and looking for a second of those same items.

"Harper, look at me." She blanked me.

"Harper turn around and look at me." Nothing.

"Harper I mean it, I'm tired." Ignored. She continued to just rummage.

"Harper Noelle Kelce- Swift! Turn around and look at me or you will go in time out." I told her, causing her to quickly turn around and look at me. I sighed in relief, turning my attention to her also.

"Are you cold?" I asked holding up her little hoodie. Looked at me with a grumpy face, reaching over and crying. I held it back a little. "The tantrum face isn't getting you anywhere, big girl words please"

She continued, saying nothing. I rolled my eyes a little and handed it over to her anyway, giving up trying to deal with her. I then held up the pacifier. "What do you need this for?" I asked, wanting her to explain why she needed it so I could eventually find out why she didn't just ask.

She shrugged a little. I wasn't taking any silliness from thee at 3 am. "Harper, why didn't you just ask me?"

She ignored me.

I sighed and just picked her up, making my way towards her bed. I felt her cling onto me like a koala, nuzzling her face into my neck but I soon stopped this when I put her into bed. I had strict rules on the pacifier and bottle as I didn't need her getting obsessed so I decided that she just needed to cry it out.

While she lay screaming and crying in bed I somehow managed to fall asleep.

I regretted everythingshe the next morning when I had an overtired toddler screaming and crying still, now even more worked up and trying to climb onto my bed. "I sowy I sowy! Pwease I wan I wan up up Pwease I sowy! Taywow!!!!!" Was all I could hear for the first few hours of the morning.

I didn't say anything, I was using her tactic against her. Eventually when  began fully screaming and began to seem like she was having a panic attack I turned to her in a calm manner and knelt in front of her. She threw herself at me but I was quick to stop her, placing her in front of me. "It's not nice when you get ignored, is it Harper?"