It's been four months since we moved into our dream home. Four amazing months. Ash is 7 and a half months preganant and now on bed rest. Well the doctor said best rest but Ash's view on bed rest is constantly being on her feet. It wasn't until she was six months that she finally went on maternity leave, it took a lot of convincing. But these past few months have been the best. We're having twins. Two girls to be exact and I for one can't wait to be a dad. It's Ash who is having a hard time getting through it being so small. I think she is the most grumpy person alive at this point.
I wake up to the light shining through the thin pale curtains, Ash is not next to me what a surprise. Checking the clock to realise it was 11'oclock. I haven't had time to sleep in since we've been touring so much. We only got back last week after a 2 whole month tour. I'm really glad we're not touring again until way after the girls are born.
I rise out of bed putting some jogging bottoms on not bothering with a top and headed downstairs. Finding Ash sprawled out on the sofa watching Netflix. I go over and plant a kiss on the top of her head. Not breaking concentration as she watches American Horror Story.
I asked her if she wanted tea but never get any sort of reply when she's into that show. You wouldn't even know she was in the room, she'd be so silent.
After making tea i go over to join her. Handing her a mug of tea she kindly takes then going back into concentration mode. I hate the show but i like to keep Ash happy becuase she gets grouchy too easy and if AHS makes her happy then so be it.
I check my phone a few times and play on a few games until it finishes.
Ash stretched and turn to smile at me. "Hey baby, how long you been there?" I just laughed. "I've never left you, my god Ash you get so into that show you wouldn't know if like a murderer was sat next to you" She just shrugged and giggled. "Shower time" she spoke as she attempts to make a move to get up. I could see out the corner of my eye that she needed help, but i just see how she got on. It's the most funny thing seeing her tring to get up but most of the time she gets upset so after watching her struggle i feel bad and help her.
"Babe... Can you help me up the stairs?" She really needs to stay in bed.
"Of course, but you really need to be resting most of the time. You know what the doctor said. You can go into early labour if you keep walking and stretching." She just mumbled something under her breath that i couldn't quite make out. I carried her up the stairs to the bathroom.
I went to the bedroom and lay down. I stay upsiars with her incase she falls or something. She says she feels more safe.
I must of fell asleep. When i woke up Ash was walking into the room with a towel around her brushing her long hair. She cracked a smile but it soon faded when she looked in the mirror.
"Urgh i look pregnant" she scoffed and walked away from it. she puts a long grey flowwy top on and turns around.
"Can you please put my underwear and leggings on? I can't even reach, kind of just wanna give birth now, sick of this" i give her a symathetic look and go over to help her.
I plop her down on the bed as she lays back. "Okay, i might start to go on bed rest. it's getting too much" "Finally baby, anything you need i'll be here" i reassured her. She smiled and pulled the covers over her.
"Anywhere you need to go and can't get there, shout me yeah? I'm always going to be here" She thanked me and motioned for me to lie next to her.
The rest of the day and night consisted of us watching all season 1 of American Horror Story and a season of Friends. Eating pop-corn and chocolate. Feeling the little ones wriggling. It was perfect. I can't wait to have all my family infront of me.
