Chapter 11

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My days were filled with dirty diapers, umbilicals cords coming off, dripping breast milk, working a high tech monitor, putting together strollers that I ordered, nursing pillows, tiny shoes and Ava's vocal chords being used to scream. Harry had gone back on tour, and came home when he could. I had the support of my family and friends but I still needed Harry.

After Ava was 2 weeks old Harry was on tour I just stayed home with Ava and help from Anne and my mom but eventually I needed Harry's help with Ava and he really felt he was missing out on her growing so fast so we decided that even though I was still recovering, we would join the lads on tour once again but with a 2 week old Ava in toe.
We joined them in Ireland with the first show at Croke Park that I waited to see.
Arriving with a bang Ava screaming just about the whole flight, we were passed the annoyed looks we got from passengers, they were staggering glares. I lugged around the airport with her stroller, diaper bag and one piece of luggage. It was really bad. The second the plane took off, she started her 3 hour scream fest of "I'm suffering then so does everyone else" .With her loud cries and overdramatic personality Harry met us at the airport and was so shocked at my bloodshot eyes, over tired hair and a finally sleeping baby on my chest in her baby sling because god forbid I'd put her down in her carseat or 600$ stroller that I personally loved. No.
She wanted to be held at all times. So once we landed I was escorted first out of the plane, got my stroller and quickly met Harry in baggage claim.
As shocked as the fans were that I decided to so quickly join the boys, our families were even more surprised.
Harry took Ava for the day and let me sleep in our hotel room telling him to wake me if she needs to be fed or when they're leaving for the show.
Hearing my baby's screams from the end of the hallway through the elevator was something I could easily do in my 2 weeks of being a mother. So when Harry walked in with Ava crying I was upright waiting to nurse her.

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