Beautiful When You Don't Try

Chapter 107

           

"Go to sleep."

Camila was sitting up in bed shaking her head as Lauren laid flat on her stomach, face smashed into the mattress in exhaustion. "I can't."

"Yes, you can. Go to sleep."

"They're not crying."

The brunette let out a groan. "I know. They're sleeping."

"They've been sleeping for hours now." Camila argued.

"I know. But they're still sleeping."

Camila hesitated before shaking her head again. "I have to go check."

"Camila." Lauren grabbed the brunette's arm and pulled her back into the bed. "No. Let them sleep." It was one of the first nights that they had let the babies sleep in their cribs down stairs. They had started sleeping longer than their normal two hours and since Alex wasn't there to help anymore because school had started, Lauren was hoping to take advantage of the longer breaks between cries. Camila, however, was having issues with it.

"What if something is wrong with them? What about SIDS?"

"Are you serious?"

"Yes." Camila looked at her seriously.

"Baby, if you worry about all of the what ifs, you're never going to sleep again in your life. Just, come here, and go to sleep." Lauren urged her, wrapping her arms around the smaller woman and spooning her. She was trying to give her the secure feeling she would need in order to get her mind to stop racing, but she could feel Camila's eyes looking at the door way. "Fine. Go check on them and then come back to bed."

"Thank you." Camila said nearly throwing her wife's arm off of her and running down the stairs. Lauren waited a few seconds as she debated whether or not to go to sleep and let Camila make her way back up later, or to go down there with her so she didn't come off completely insensitive. She rolled on her back and stared at the ceiling before she growled in frustration and got out of bed. When she made it to the nursery she found herself smiling in adoration of her wife who was gently adjusting the blankets around each baby and smiling at them as they slept.

"I owe you an apology." Lauren whispered and Camila reluctantly made her way from the sleeping infants to her wife's waiting arms.

"And what is this apology for?"

"For doubting your abilities. You have been absolutely amazing since they were born. A few backwards diapers and the washed off dot, but still... You've done better than I was giving you credit for. And I apologize. You're my wife and I should have had more faith in you."

Camila smiled as she snuggled into the embrace. "I can't blame you though. I was a spoiled only child who had never held a baby until Julian. I think your low expectations would have been more accurate if I hadn't received my lessons from the nurses at the hospital as well."

"Regardless, I stick to my apology. However, I still think you might be a handful when it's your turn to have a baby."

Camila stood up straight and avoided her wife's eyes as she made her way back upstairs. "I have no idea what you are talking about. I think I'm going to be quite agreeable when I'm pregnant. I mean, you are a calm person who turned incredibly hormonal."

"Incredibly?" Lauren asked with an arched eyebrow but Camila ignored her.

"I figure that would mean that if I am normally high maintenance then I should be a very cheerful pregnant woman."

"That would be nice, but let's get back to this 'incredibly' thing that you said."

"Baby, do you not remember the day you nearly decapitated Ally because she said I was your bitch?"