Surviving Parenthood [Book Two]

Four

Demi

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"I wonder who that could be, Peanut?" I cooed at the sound of the doorbell that caused Batman and Ella to bark. Ayla whined but thankfully settled back against my chest. I pushed myself up from the couch and began towards the front door. A smile formed on my face and Batman and Ella went crazy at the sight of Matthew and Sirah. "Well, isn't this a nice surprise" they both gave me a smile as I moved out of the way so that they could step into the house. They both fussed Batman and Ella for a moment while I closed the door before their attention fell on me.

"Hi, Little Peanut" Sirah cooed as I adjusted how I was holding Ayla.

"Just here to see the baby then" they rolled their eyes as I smirked.

"Of course not. We just thought we'd come and see how our best friend is doing now that Max is back at work."

"We're doing okay, aren't we, Peanut?" I glanced down at Ayla who lay awake in my arms. "Who do we want to have cuddles with first then, Baby? Uncle Matthew or aunt Sirah?" I pressed a kiss to Ayla's forehead as I kept my eyes on Matthew and Sirah. "Who wants the first cuddle?"

"I'll take her" I handed her over to Matthew, smiling wider as he instantly began to dote on her.

"Either of you want anything to drink?"

"I'll grab them. Go and sit down" my eyebrows furrowed but I didn't fight her on it. I followed Matthew into the living room and smiled as I took a seat on the couch beside him.

"I got her a little gift" I rolled my eyes as he handed over a bag that I hadn't even noticed was in his hand.

"Matthew, you need to stop buying gifts every time you come over" I playfully groaned as I took the bag from him. "She literally doesn't need anything."

"What? I can't spoil my goddaughter" I rolled my eyes but smiled down at the gift which I slowly unwrapped.

"Oh, Matthew, these are gorgeous."

"She can be a little fashion model."

"What do you think, Baby Girl?" Ayla gently squealed. "You like them, Gorgeous? Shall we say thank you to uncle Matthew?" she began to babble.

"You're very welcome, Princess" Sirah stepped into the living room with the drinks and lowered them down onto the coffee table.

"You have so much milk in the freezer."

"You been rummaging in my refrigerator?" Sirah lightly chuckled as I smirked up at her. "The milk in the freezer is for when Max gets up in the night to feed her. I'm still breastfeeding but sometimes it's easier for someone else to feed her" I leant to grab my glass off the coffee table.

"How are you anyway, Dems?"

"I'm good. It's been strange not having Max home today though. It's the first day at home without him."

"I think you've done a pretty good job though; she looks pretty happy" I smiled down at Ayla who was slowly dropping to sleep in Matthew's arms.

"That's my main goal. I want her to be happy. I don't want her to go through any of the shit that I did."

"If she ever does, she has her mommy to lead her through the dark times. She's one of the luckiest little girls, Dems" I chewed down on my lower lip as my chin began to quiver. "Okay, what did I say?" Matthew lightly chuckled as he shared a slightly worried look with Sirah. I shook my head and sniffled, lifting my hand to wipe at my cheeks.

"I-I keep having dreams, then again I suppose you'd call them nightmares" Matthew and Sirah remained quiet, allowing me the opportunity to talk and express my thoughts and feelings. "Whenever I fall asleep, I just see her lying there in the incubator. I get up like 5 times throughout the night to make sure that she's still breathing. I just keep thinking that I'm going to wake up one night and she's not going to be breathing."

"Jeez, Dems" I ran my fingers through my hair and sniffled. Sirah shuffled herself along the couch so she was sat beside me.

"Have you spoken to Max about this?" I shook my head as Sirah stroked a strand of hair behind my ear. "Why not?" I shrugged, giving Matthew a thankful smile as he handed me a tissue. I dabbed at my cheeks and sighed.

"What's going on, Dems?"

"The-The last time he initiated sex was the week that we brought Ayla home, he-he hasn't tried since."

"Demi" Sirah sighed and leant her head against my shoulder and tightened her grip around me.

"What if he's not attracted to me anymore? Wh-What if he's repulsed by me? He kisses me at night but then he rolls over and goes to sleep. He kisses me on the couch but he never seems to want to touch me."

"Why don't we get you all dressed up, yeah? Surely you have some lingerie lying around somewhere."

"Ma-Max brought me some for my birthday last year. I-I haven't worn it yet because I was pregnant" a smirk formed on Sirah's face and for some reason, I found myself blushing. "What if he really doesn't find me attractive anymore? What if he finds himself some young blonde who doesn't have stretch marks and baby fat."

"Demi, Max loves you. He looks at you like you hung the earth. Your love is sickeningly cute. I am jealous of the love you have for each other. I wish I could find someone to love me like that."

"You will" she gave me a small smile.

"Come on" she pushed herself up from the couch and held her hand out for me to take.

"You going to be okay with Ayla, Matthew?"

"We'll be fine. Won't we, Princess?" a small smile formed on my face as I glanced at Ayla who was perfectly content in Matthew's arms. "Go and get yourself all sexy" I rolled my eyes but lightly giggled as Sirah squealed. I released a breath and pushed myself up from the couch, taking Sirah's hand in my own and allowing her to pull me towards the stairs.

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