October
"Catalina, come and look at Luna," Harry called out from his daughter's bedroom.
"What is it?" She entered the nursery and saw her husband holding their three week old baby dressed in a honeybee costume. "Oh my goodness! My precious, little honeybee," her hands came up to her mouth in adoration, "She looks so cute, I might cry."
Having an almost two year old toddler and a three week old baby has certainly been interesting. Though Arlo didn't understand what was going on most of the time, he was still a good big brother. Luna, in many ways, was different from him. Unlike Arlo, most nights she didn't let her parents sleep. Her sleeping pattern was a little bit off. Catalina had almost forgotten how exhausting it is to have a newborn until Luna came along. Harry was doing everything in his power to help out, especially with Arlo while his wife was busy with Luna.
"Are we still taking Lo trick or treating?" Harry asked his wife as he put Luna down to change her nappy.
"Sure. Gem's bringing Sophia."
After Harry was done, he exclaimed, "You are now poop free, Miss Moon!" He held her up before bringing her down to him, kissing her cheeks repeatedly. Catalina's heart felt so full at the sight. She was unconsciously smiling at them.
"She's due for a feed soon, actually," she let him know. As if on cue, Luna's face scrunched up. Her lips parted slightly as small whimpers came out of them.
"That's your cue, mumma," Harry adjusted her in his arms before Catalina picked her up and sat down on the rocking chair that was moved from Arlo's room. He watched as his wife pull the zipper down of her white and pink tracksuit to reveal her nursing bra, which she pulled down and sighed with relief when Luna successfully latched onto her.
Breastfeeding Luna versus Arlo was also different. While Arlo quickly learned to latch, Luna had some trouble. Most of the time, Catalina tried not to show her frustration. She wanted to breastfeed as much as possible before they officially moved on to formula or the bottle.
"We're going to the pumpkin patch first, right?" Catalina asked her husband.
"That's right," he answered as he briefly walked out of the room, and then came in a few seconds later wearing a colorful cardigan that was a bit big on him, especially around the sleeves.
"That's so cute, baby, where's that from?" Catalina's face lit up.
"Eleanor actually designed this," he wore a proud smile.
Catalina's eyes widened. "Did she? That's sick."
Luna let go of her mum after she was done. Catalina propped her up on her shoulder and began to burp her. Harry went and fetched a small blankie to put on Catalina's shoulders in case Luna spit up. Her daughter let out small noises as Cata patted her back. She was more awake now and looked around the room with curious eyes.
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FanfictionHarry Styles and Catalina Flores have been in a relationship for almost three years. They barely fight, they adore each other, even their friends often describe them as the "perfect couple." But how will they react when everything becomes a bit comp...