How I don't like tea

A Bad Night

I prodded German who lay next to me sleeping peacefully.

"Ughh." he groans as he turns over, "What is it?"

"German." I say kicking him, desperate for his attention"Move your lazy butt."

 German remains unresponsive, so I kick him again, "Get up..." I whine.

"German, I need you, wake up." I say about to cry as the pain gets worse.

German turns over to face me and when he see's me on the verge of tears he shoots up.

"Everything okay? We're okay right?" he says as he jumps up.

"No." I say crying, "I'm so exausted, I can't sleep, I'm just always aching."

"Shhhh...." says German wiping the tears from my face, "Come on, I have an idea."

German jumps from the bed and comes round my side and lifts up the covers.

"Come on." he says taking my hand and helping me off the bed.

"It hurts." I say trying to shift my weight.

"I know it does but we have to try this okay?" says German supporting my weight by holding my waist tightly.

I nodded and breathed through the pain. I'm at 34 weeks and already I'm having small contractions which are supposed to prepare you for the actual birth. These are supposedly mild but they don't seem mild to me. German leads me into the nursery which is now completely furnished and I see a rocking chair near the cot.

"Last minute addition." whispers German as he see's my face light up, "Take a seat."

German places me in the rocking chair and I begin to sway gently. It's actually really soothing and I find myself forgetting about the pain.

"I'm going to make you a cup of tea, back in a moment." he says kissing me on the forehead.

I smile slightly and continue rocking in the nursery, with only the light from the sky in the room. I thought that being on maternity leave would be uneventful until I had tealeaf but it seems I was completley wrong. I've been off one week and already I have had these issues every night. I really hope tealeaf comes early because I cannot deal with another five weeks of this.

When the pain finallly stops, I feel a kick.

"Hiya tealeaf." I say to the air, "Do me a favour and get out of me already?"

Another kick follows, "I really want to sleep, it's all I want. Just one hour of peaceful sleep, think you can do that?"

Another kick follows.

"What am I going to have to do to convince you to let me sleep?"

Then tealeaf begins to kick violently. This is only usually done when Violetta sings.

"You want someone to sing? I can't wake up Violetta, so you'll have to deal with me I suppose."

I don't get kicked again, but I decide to sing, because it seems right.

"I actually don't know any nursery rhymes, so I am going to make it up okay?"

Nothing happened.

"Okay then." I say and begin to sing.

"Little leaf upon the tree,

Who knows what you're going to be?

Will you stay or will you fall?

Will you be big or will you be small?

Little leaf upon the tree,

Who knows what you're going to be?

Will you sing or will you dance?

Will you put me or your father in a trance?

Oh little leaf upon the tree,

I don't know what you will be.

But little leaf I'll guarentee

That you're already great to me."

I sighed and then felt a kick.

"I hope you liked that. Now please let me sleep." I say.

"It was beatiful." says German who was standing in the doorway, "But you are looking very tired, so let's get you back to bed."

"But what about my tea?" I ask as German lifts me from the rocking chair.

"You'd fall asleep before you'd even pick up the cup."

"I would not." I say grumpily.

"You would Angie, I know you like tea, but trust me, you'll love sleep." says German as he opens the door to our room.

"I can have both can't I?" I say frustrated.

"You wouldn't be able to. You'd fall asleep." says German as he helps me lie on the bed.

I glare at him as he pulls the covers over me.

"I would be able to!" I say, "I'd be able-" I stop my sentence by yawning.

"Night Angie." says German kissing my forehead.

"I'm not going to sleep, I'm going to drink that tea." I ssay stubbernly.

"Definately." says German yawning.

"I  will." I say, but my eyes begin to droop.