Family Ties

Sway

Harry's POV

Pure bliss. That's what my life was.

I smiled to myself, watching the twins run around the back yard through the window in their heavy winter jackets and snow boots, before I looked down at Hannah as sat next to me reading a book. Her belly was now formed into a full bump that poked out of my t-shirt as it fit snugly around her, our baby being happy and healthy in the home she'd created for it over the past six months.

It had been nothing but one magical moment to another since we'd found out she was pregnant, from telling the twins, to the first ultrasound, to trying to get organized for its official arrival, every single day had been nothing short of amazing. Hannah and I were gonna have a baby, a tiny little human that was part me and part her, and every day I got to watch it unfold in front of my eyes.

There was nothing on earth that would ever beat that feeling.

It's so hard to describe it, knowing our child was really tucked safely inside of her, and gonna be there within a few more short months. I constantly wondered which one of us it would look like, what kind of personality it would have, if it was a boy or a girl. It seemed like just when I thought I was adjusting to a level of happiness I didn't know was possible, something else would happen that would somehow make my already perfect life already more perfect. I'm not saying that every single minute of my life was easy or that we never had any problems, but it just seemed so difficult to see it as anything other than amazing when I had so much to be thankful for.

Of course, being me, I worried about Hannah and the baby constantly. I was trying to be as helpful as possible without hovering, but we both knew that it wasn't something I had mastered. Every once in a while, I'd ask her if she'd eaten or needed anything for the tenth time in ten minutes and she'd just shoot me that look, but we both knew it was just who I was. I think I'd done pretty well at starting to let go a little bit, not constantly anticipating the worst, I knew that part of me always would but it was more of a thought in the back of my mind those days than right there front and centre.

"Babe, what do you think about this?" Hannah asked me, pulling me from my thoughts as she held a magazine in front of me with some picture of a pregnant woman in a bathing suit. "Do you like this one?"

"Bird, I don't know why you're obsessing over bathing suits." I chuckled. "You'll look amazing in anything, just pick one."

"Easy for you to say, you eat whatever you want and still have the body of a Greek god. I'm huge."

"You're not huge."

"Yes I am!" She whined. "I can't believe I'm still gonna get bigger. We're gonna be in nothing but bathing suits for two weeks and everyone is gonna look amazing and I'll be a sweaty, bloated mess."

"Hannah, stop it." I laughed as I took the magazine from her and threw it down on the coffee table. "We're going on vacation, it's supposed to be relaxing. I don't want you worrying about this the whole time. I've never known you to be insecure about your body, babe."

"Well, I've never had a human in me before." She laughed lightly. "I think I'm just starting to get uncomfortable. It's getting harder to do things, my belly keeps getting in the way and it's getting heavier. I just don't feel comfortable in my own body."

"I know, babe. There's still a way to go though." I said, tucking her hair behind her ear. "If I could do it for you, I would."

"I know, I'm sorry I don't mean to be annoying." She said, looking down at her belly and wrapping her arms around it. "I'm proud of what my body is doing, I think I'm just having a day."