Living with 5SOS

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When I wake up I have horrible cramps. I instantly whine as I sit up from my crib, clutching my stomach. "Daddy!" I whine as I begin to cry.

Daddy comes in and picks me up from my crib.

"What's wrong bab- oh." He sighs as he looks into my crib. I look back and cry harder as is see I bled all over my sheets.

"Sowwy daddy." I mumble through my tears as daddy bounces me around as he takes me to the changing table.

"Don't apologize baby, sheets are easy to wash." He smiles as he kisses my cheek. I rub my eyes as he takes off my pajama shorts and throws them in a bag to wash them.

He sighs as he goes into the bathroom.

"We don't have any pads, babygirl. Only diapers." He says sympathetically as he pulls out a pack of diapers. I frown. Why does he have diapers? I whine at the idea of wearing a diaper and Luke sighs.

"I know princess, I'm sorry. Well get pads for next time, but this time diapers will have to do." He hooks his fingers into the waistband of my underwear and I whine again and try to push his hand away.

"It's ok, baby. Let daddy change you." He coos as he kisses my forehead, once again beginning to pull away my underwear. He throws them in the garbage, as they're ruined, before wiping me down with baby wipes and putting baby powder on me. He then slips the diaper under me and tapes it. He also takes off my shirt, since it's my pajama shirt, and puts on one of his sweatshirts because that's what I asked to wear. The sweatshirt is so big, it goes to my mid thigh, so I don't bother putting on shorts.

He leaves me on the changing table, giving me my cow stuffie, and a binki that I hesitantly slip in my mouth, enjoying the smooth feeling and sucking on it, as he takes off the sheets and puts them in the bag with the shorts. He runs down the hall to put them in the wash before coming back to me and picking me up. He gently pats my butt as he carries me downstairs. I whine gently, my stomach feels like there's a chainsaw in it.

"Im sorry baby, let's get you some Advil, ok?" I nod as he carries me into the kitchen. He goes to sit me on the counter but I whine in protest, not wanting to be set down.

"It's ok babygirl, why don't you go cuddle with your uncles while daddy gets you some food and Advil. Yeah?" I think for a second and nod. He carries me into the living room and sets me on calums lap.

"Aww, look at how cute you are. What's wrong, princess?" He asks me, and when I don't answer, instead burying my head in his chest, Luke does.

"She started and she has cramps. I'm gonna get her some food and Advil. Would you watch her?" He asks as he rubs my back.

"Course." Daddy goes into the kitchen and calum cuddles me to his chest. I whine again as his hand find the diaper, and he seems slightly surprised.

"It's ok, little girl. Do you wanna watch cartoons, sweetheart?" I nod and he turns on Sofia the First.

After a while, daddy comes in and scoops me up from calums lap. "Are you hungry, my sweet little girl?"

"Yes daddy." I mumble as he carries me into the dining room and sets down with me in his lap. I wiggle uncomfortable at the feel of the diaper, and whine when he takes the paci out of my mouth. He feeds me some cut up waffles with syrup and some strawberries before giving me the ibuprofen with some apple juice.