"Abby sweety time to wake up," I hear someone say as I fell hands being placed on my shoulder and begin shaking me softly. " No," I whine and turn the other way. I hear a chuckle as the bed dips in. "Go way," I mummble into my pillow. "Abby baby you gotta get up and ready. I'l get our munchkins ready so we can go to dinner," the voice says, making shivers run down. I groan and look at my the handsome man with the musical voice. "You're lucky you're hot," I tease. He places his hand over his heart faking hurt. I roll my eyes at him and climb out of my warm, cozy bed and into the cool air surrounding me. I yelp as my bare feet touch the cold wooden floor. I hope back into my warm spot on the bed and curl into a ball. Harry just chuckles and pulls my covers off. " Nooo," I whine. "Come on Abbs you gotta get ready. I have a surprise waiting there for you," he coos, picking me up bridal style and carrying me to ou bathroom. " I don't wanna eat out," I pout. " Can't we just order in so I can stay in my fuzzy green pajama bottoms and my 'kiss me I'm Irish' shirt," I ask while batting my eyes, giving him a innocent smile. He just shakes his head and continues to the bathroom. I pout as he places me down and smiles at me. "Now get that sexy little ass of yours in that shower before we really will have to stay home tonight," Harry threatens, making me have to stiffle a moan as my skin heats up at his words. Ever since our first encounter his voice has always done numbers on me. It astonishes me how my body complies to him. His voice, his touch. It's like my body has a mind of it's own around him.
I quickly shake my head from my thoughts and hurry into the bathroom. I turn the warm water on, quicikly strip free of my comfy pajams, and hop into the shower. I quickly wash and hop out. I grab my big fluffly towl and wrap it around my body. I open the door to check if the coast is clear then dart to our closet. I grab my black lacy bra and pantie sit then browse through all my clothes. Hmmm ... what to wear? I finally decide on my black and white strapless dres that stop above my knees in the front and ends above my ankles in the back. What can I say I'm still young. I put it on and grab my black boots with wedges and grab my black leather jacket. With one last check in the mirror I smile at my reflection and head toward my babies rooms. As I apporach Darcy's room I hear her giggling up a storm. " Come on Darcy baby. Help daddy out please," I hear Harry sigh. "Nooo," I hear Darcy squeal then burst out in a fit of giggles. I have to place my hand over my mouth to keep froom laughing. Her giggles are so contagious. I peak in her bedroom to see Harry trying to catch Darcy to get her dressed while Darcy is running around giggling. I just shake my head and duck towards Sydney and Alex's room. I walk over to their cribs and smile down at my babies.
"Ello my little man," I coo as I pick Alex up. He starts gurggling as I smile and head to the changing table. "First thing first little man ... diaper change," I tell him, scrunging up my nose. Alex is one of the most smellest babies ever diaper wise. I qucikly change his diaper, which was surprisingly not as bad as I thought, then change him into his tux onesie with black bottoms. I sit him in his carseat and head over to Syd. " Hey my little princess," I coo. She just smiles at me. I change her and put her in a cute little blue dress with yellow and pink flowers and black tights. Once I finish both babies I make sure I have them fastened in and everything ready in their diaperbag. I then carry them out of their room and over to Darcy's to see Harry still trying to catch a squealing fifteen month old. I just chuckle at them. "Darcy sweaty don't you think it's time to get dressed and not run around in your pull-up." Yes a pull-up. We started early with her, but it's going very well. Anyway ... I watch as Darcy shakes her head and giggles. " Nooo Mwamwa. Play play," she squeals. Harry groans as I laugh. "Fine Darcy Lynn have it your way then. I guess Sydney and Alex can have your desert.," I tell her. With that she stops mid step and looks up at me with a pouty face like she's gonna cry. "Nooo," she crys out. " Then let Daddy get you dressed," I warn her. "I want Mwamwa to," she pleas. I sigh and nod. I grab her black and blue sparkley dress from Harry along with her black tights. I sit on the floor and help Darcy put on her dress and tights. Within a few minutes I have Darcy, Sydney, and Alex fully dressed. Shoes and everything. I grab the carseats and head out to the car. I put them in and grab Darcy to place her in her carseat. Once we are all in Harry is off to god knows where.
"How much further," I whine like fifteen minutes into the car ride. "It's a surprise," Harry smirks. I pout at him and cross my arms over my chest. " Don't start Abbs. You're sitting a bad example for our babies in the backseat," Harry teases. I just stick my tounge out at him and turn towards my window. I wonder where he's taking us? He never really takes us out with him having to work and stay after a lot. I just wish I could get a job to help but he refuses to let me get one. He keeps telling me that it's more important that are babies are taken care of.
