Harry styles Book 3

mum aura

I stood there folding the clean clothes and putting the ones that needed ironed to the side as I listened to the soft music that was playing and the sound of Harry's and my babies playing about in the living room.

I smiled as I loaded up the washer filling up the right compartments before I started a fresh load then got the dryer taken care off before I headed out back and hung up some of the clothes that wasn't gonna be ironed before I hung up the ones that were.

I headed back into the washroom and pulled the ironing borad down and got that set up before I folded the clothes that was needed folding.

"Seems like you never take a break from mommy work."

I smiled as I heard Harry's voice.

"A mom's job is never done" I replied

He walks up behind me and wrapped his arm around me kissing my shoulder as he swayed me to the song that was playing.

"Nor is a dad's but I take time to do things for me." He remarked.

"YEa and you work as well. So that's your time for you things." 

He huffed.

" We going to go down that road?"

"I am not going down any road I am being honest with you. you love music its your job thats you none daddy job. Which is also you break. My job is the kids and also my real job. But I don't take breaks."

He sighed and pulled away.

Things were quiet and my mum's aura vanished within a blink of an eye.

"I didn't think you had issues with my break/ job?"

 I sighed and placed the iron down. I thought of my words before speaking them casue if I say the wrogn thing he will be upset with me and walk off then silenct treatment will happen. which will propably happen regaurdless how I word this.

"I didn't say i have an issue with you job/ break. I was just saying that is your break. SO don't put words in my mouth Harry."

After I said that he done just like I knew he would. He walked off upset. 

I don't get it half the time. I mean I try yet I still come out the jerk.

I went back to ironing giving Harry tome to do what he needs to while I get my work finished.

Once I had all the clothes taken care of I walked upstairs with my arms full and started putting everything away. 

When I walked into our bedroom Harry was there with his face covered by his hands.

I sighed and walked around putting away the clothes before walking right back out to get the rest and bring them up to where they go.

I called for the kids and had them coem with me outside so they could play and I could watch them as I sat on the swing and tried to understand why it is when I go about things or try to explain things I always say something wrong or my words never coem across right.

 It seems like I can't win for losing.

So I decided I would no longer try, I would just give up on it and just let things go with out defeninding myself or my words.

I mean it doesn't matter what I say it's always wrong so why say anything.