You and Me, Forever

Three Makes A Family [13]: Three Makes A Family

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They were released and got home last night.

It was a rough adjustment from the hospital nurses being at Camila's beck and call, to having to be the sole caretakers of this needy 2 day old boy.

Camila was still struggling to get him to latch properly, which left her up frustrated, and Shawn up trying to soothe them both.

He was really stepping up in his Dad role, wanting to do everything he could. Diaper duty? He was all hands on deck. Needed to be sung back to sleep? His voice would go raw in his attempt to soothe his son. If Camila needed to be held and rocked to sleep too? He had his arms around her, keeping her safe before she could even ask.

They both were finally sleeping by 7 am, and Shawn was almost afraid to move from his spot on the bed. Aron had fallen asleep in his little bedside bassinet Sinu got for the baby shower. Camila had fallen asleep on his chest, and he held her close as she finally got some rest.

He let his head fall back, resting against the headboard, eyes fluttering shut.

He was just starting to doze when he heard Aron huff. Shawn's head snapped up, looking over at the wide eyes of his son, the magic look that let him know that he was about to start wailing.

Shawn quickly, but gently rolled Camila to her side of the bed, so he could jump up and grab Aron before he woke Camila.

He took him to the kitchen, the farthest room from the bedroom.

"I think you just don't wanna sleep anymore Buddy," Shawn whispered, walking around the kitchen with his boy, smiling and talking with his Baby voice to keep the air light and happy.

Aron started to get a little fussy, and Shawn turned around, eyes landing on the fan over the stove. His mother did tell the story at the baby shower about how when he was born the only thing that could soothe him was the stove fan. It was worth a shot.

He reached up softly, turning the knob to start the fan, and while Aron flinched at the new sound he slowly calmed, staring up at his Dad, almost as if to say 'Bingo old man, you figured it out.'

"There we go," Shawn nods, rocking him softly. "You just wanted the sound of the fan, can't blame you, it is pretty relaxing."

Camila's two boys go softly bouncing around the kitchen, unaware of her presence.

Aron finally settles into a peaceful dream, making his Dad visibly relax.

"There we go," He mutters, turning to walk back down the hall but stopping when he sees Camila's figure in the doorway. "Oh,"

"Hi," She smiles sleepily.

"How long you been there?"

"After you turned the fan on," Camila answers, pointing to the over hood of the stove. "Just like his Daddy eh?" she grins, stepping closer in her grey sweatpants and Shawn's old shirt.

"I guess," Shawn looks down at his sleeping boy. "You should be resting,"

"The fan woke me, scared me for a second to see both my boys gone."

"Oh," Shawn frowns, leaning forward for a quick kiss. "Sorry Babe, we tried to not wake you. I wanted you to keep sleeping."

"You should sleep too," Camila caresses his face, thumbing at the purple bags under his eyes.

"No I'm good," He shakes his head.

"Shawn."

"I promise I'm good honey,"

"Well since he's asleep and the next time he wakes its gonna be to feed, can all three of us go lay down? It's still really early."

"Okay," Shawn nods, knowing that's the only way he could get Camila to go lay down and rest.

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By 11 Ian's over to see the little man, being met with a disheveled Shawn at the front door.

"Hey Dad!" Ian greets with a teasing smile.

"Shh," Shawn hushes him,

"Oh shit, sorry," Ian lowers his voice. "Is he sleeping?"

"No, but Camila's feeding," Shawn waves him through. "It might be a few minutes,"

"That's fine, do what you need to," Ian nods, looking around the messy place as Shawn slips back into the bedroom to help tend to his wife and son.

Ian grins at the messy house, starting to fold some blankets, and tidy the mess of baby equipment thrown around the living room.

By the time Shawn's returning, Ian's cleaned the living room and is now doing dishes.

"What are you doing?" Shawn asks.

"Just helping out," Ian shrugs, sleeves rolled up to his elbows as he scrubs at an old cereal bowl from before Aron was born.

"Thanks," Shawn stands a bit shocked. "You really didn't have too."

"Nah, it's okay. Y'all focus on that boy. Speaking of which, is he full yet? Ready to be rocked to sleep by his coolest uncle?"

Shawn smiles, nodding as Camila and Aron emerge from the bedroom.

"Finally got him to burp," Camila sighs, stopping when she sees the clean rooms. "Who cleaned?"

"I did," Ian smiles, washing his hands and drying them quickly. "Now give me the boy!" He makes grabby hands, gently taking him from Camila's hands.

"You're hired," Camila jokes, leaning into Shawn as Ian starts rocking the baby.

"Didn't apply, but okay, I'll be the nanny," Ian follows her joke.

"I know you're both joking, but I'm so down." Shawn says with a straight face.

"No, I politely decline Mr. Mendes, but I'll come over to see this guy anytime."

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Later in the day, Geoff, Brian, and Leah are over to see Aron.

It's been a hectic day, no one really catering to the guests in Camila's house, Shawn more worried to tending to her and Aron over anyone else.

Watching Camila start to dose in the corner of the couch, and Aron asleep in Leah's arms has Shawn standing up and cleaning the few dishes and soda cans from the coffee table.

"Alright, bed time you two," He says pointing at Camila before taking Aron from Leah.

Camila yawns, standing and going to Shawn like a lost puppy.

"Party's over y'all," He softly announces to the small crowd. "Time to tuck the family in. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here."

They all nod, understandingly.

"He's beautiful you guys, you are a lovely family." Leah smiles, side hugging Camila and nodding at Shawn, whose hands are a little busy.

Everyone leaves, and Shawn leads Camila to the nursery, softly setting Aron in his crib, wrapping an arm around Camila as they both admire their son.

"We're a lovely family eh?"

"That we are Mrs. Mendes," He kisses her forehead.

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THAT CONCLUDES THE THREE MAKES A FAMILY SERIES! Tbh, this is my fav and the most annoying series that I've converted so far...