"Options... I've ran out of Options..." (Book 3)

Chapter 165 - "Swimming Pool Party and a Suprise Part I..."

Chapter 165 - "Swimming Pool Party and a Suprise Part I..."

Clara's PoV

'Can I help make the salad?' Poppy asked climbing on the stool next to me in the kitchen as I pretended to be making a potato salad but in reality I was watching John bent over outside putting the slide and paddling pools up.

'Oh. Umm. Yeah. In a minute' I hummed looking down to see that her hair was a little all over the place but that she was in her spotty, dotty pink bikini. 'Actually let's go outside and braid your hair. That way you won't get it in a mess' I encouraged.

'No' she pouted.

'Yes' I mocked a pout grabbing her hand and pushing her into the back garden. 'Where's Harry John?' I asked with a look around the garden and spotted the bassinet.

'I figured he shouldn't have to miss out just because he's a baby' John shrugged.

'Aww. Wait who changed his outfit?'

'That was me' John smirked as I rolled my eyes at the ridiculous I heart Daddy t shirt which he had, had a picture of himself printed on.

'It looks ridiculous John' I scoffed going back inside. I wasn't a big fan of setting things up so I figured I would just go back to pretending to defrost some stuff whilst secretly looking at John's butt.

'Hey. Hey' Richard said jumping in through the front door in a good mood, Ollie running straight past him and into the garden.

It was quite funny how jealous Ollie had gotten of the lack of Henrys attention over the last few days.

Henry is at the age where he wants to be involved and plus the baby was a boy which helps - so when Ollie comes round he's not exactly a big fan of the baby.

'I am indeed. It's a lovely sunny day and your throwing a huge barbecue party which means free burgers' he hummed hugging everyone he walked by which was definitely out of his character.

'Okay. That's was weird' I mumbled with Lilly looking at me with rolled eyes.

'Tell me about it' she laughed. 'He's too happy'

- - -

It wasn't really what I would call a party but at the same time it sort of was. It was a few friends of the girls and my dad, plus a few other relatives that were making themselves feel very welcome even though in reality I'd rather they weren't here.

Plus it meant that all these people were taking my baby away from me with their attention opposed to mine.

'What's wrong with you?' John hummed tapping my back gently as he came into the kitchen.

It had only been 8 days since I had given birth. I was very attached to him. What was stranger was that I was attached to John even more.

When I had Poppy it took me ages to want to have sex or be affectionate with him again but this time it doesn't seem to have been a problem.

The only good thing about this party was that people had bought presents and suggests new technology and things.

It's been 5 years since I've done it and things have changed so much. Even in the 3 and a half years since Henry and Ollie were babies.

'I miss my baby' I pouted turning around to give him a hug and wrap my arms around his waist.

'He's right there. He hasn't gone far' he laughed.

'You know what I mean. Everyone keeps holding him and he's so tiny and fragile that I'm afraid there going to drop him or something' I mumbled.

'There all adults Clara. I'm pretty sure nobody is going to drop a week old baby' he laughed kissing my forehead.

It was as he started to kiss me that the sound of a small cry went through my ears and it was like the motherly instincts kicked in. He had barely gone into full crying mode when I flew out of the kitchen abandoning John to go and find Harry.

He was in Dad's arms which I kind of feel bad for wanting to take him away but I knew he would understand.

'I think someone's getting hungry Clara' Dad chuckled as I took him straight from his arms and gave him a huge hug glad to be back close to me but he was already looking for the boob.

It's ironic really that I love him so much but all he thinks about me is that I'm a fridge.

- - -

'How long are you going to feed him like that for?'

'Huh? The year that your supposed to feed a baby milk for' I said with a confused look and raised eyebrow.

We had both escaped to upstairs in the bedroom so that I could feed him without prying eyes.

I know that people don't really care that I whip my breast or for him to eat but I'm new to this whole feeding thing and don't really want people staring at me whilst I do it. I'm still learning.

'I mean when are you going to start expressing it so that I can have a go?' he mumbled.

'Is someone a little jealous?' I laughed.

'I'm allowed to be' he scoffed. 'I was the sole feeder of all my other babies because you never did breast before and Lucie didn't even get a chance. I'm just saying that I don't want to miss out on that chance to bond with him' he grumbled.

'Well when o go back to work next month I'm going to have to express it so he can have it at nursery or with Lilly or wherever he goes whilst we work' I said thinking.

'Your going back to work next month?'

'Well the school term starts on September 6th which is a full month and two days since he would have been born. I think that should be okay' I shrugged shivering as he stopped actually eating and just fell asleep.

He had a habit of just hogging my boobs after a feed. Again something else for John to get jealous about.

'Oh. You we wondered where you guys were?' Lilly said with a smile stroking Harry's tiny forehead

'We've been up here' I confirmed.

'We wanted to talk to you guys'