Surviving The Aftermath [Book Three]

One

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Demi

"Morn Mommy" I woke to a gentle poking on my cheek and in that moment, I regretted buying Ayla a toddler bed.

"Peanut?" she giggled as I groaned, fluttering my eyes open. "It's 3 in the morning, Ayla" I grumbled once my eyes caught sight of the clock on the nightstand. She just looked at me and shrugged her shoulders. "The sass on you, Little Miss" she giggled, tugging at the sheet that was wrapped around my body. "Come on then, Peanut" I helped her climb up onto the bed and she settled herself between me and Kobe who grumbled awake at the movement.

"And who's joined us in bed this time?" I was thankful that we'd gotten dressed before we fell to sleep as he rolled over to face us and Ayla climbed under the sheets.

"Bebe" she lightly giggled.

"Oh, it's Miss Ayla" he wrapped his arm around her and cuddled her into his chest causing her to squeal. "My favourite cuddle buddy" I smiled at the sight as she cuddled into him. I began to run my fingers through her hair, briefly glancing up at Kobe who sent me a half asleep smile.

"Let's get some more sleep, Ayla, okay?" she nodded, taking a hold of my hand.

"Love you."

"We love you too, Peanut" she lightly giggled as Kobe pressed a kiss to the top of her head and I pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Go to sleep, Baby Girl" I gently whispered into her ear, cuddling into her other side as Kobe settled his hand on my waist and we all slowly dropped back to sleep.

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Ayla woke us up again at 6:30, still a little too early but late enough for me to deal with.

"Mommy, it my birthday now?"

"It is your birthday, Peanut. You're 3" she squealed and began to jump on the bed. "Let's not get too excited, Ayla" she dropped down onto the bed with a giggle, beginning to squeal and squirm around on the bed as Kobe began to tickle her.

"Mommy..." her giggle just loudened and the sight made me smile. "Mommy..."

"Ko, stop before she pees herself" he lightly chuckled as he stopped, Ayla continuing to giggle to herself on the bed. "You're so crazy, Little Miss" I stroked her hair out of her face.

"I hungry" she turned to face me.

"What would the birthday girl like for her breakfast?"

"Mmm" I chuckled lightly as she pouted and obviously began to seriously think about it.

"Okay, Baby. Let us know when..."

"Offles" translation: waffles.

"You want waffles, Peanut?" she nodded and smiled the most adorable cheesy grin. "Okay, Baby. Do we need to change your diaper?"

"Yeah, I wet."

"Okay, Gorgeous" in that moment, the baby monitor spiked.

"I'll grab her. You get the birthday girl sorted" Kobe pressed a kiss to Ayla's forehead and then leant to press a peck to my lips before he climbed out of bed. I chewed down on my lower lip as I watched his ass as he slipped from the room.

"Mommy" I jumped, glancing down at Ayla.

"Shall we go and get you into some clean underwear, Baby?" I climbed out of bed and lifted Ayla onto my hip, smiling as she cuddled into my side. I began from the room and straight into Ayla's newly decorated bedroom.

Ayla is almost fully potty-trained. The only time she wears a diaper is at night, during the day she wears her 'big girl undies.' She has the occasional accident during the day but they're less frequent at the moment. She's doing good and I'm so proud of her.

I quickly changed her just in time for Kobe to step into the room with Kyra settled on his hip.

"Good morning, Angel" she giggled as she held her arms out towards me.

"Mama hi" she settled on my lap, glancing up at Ayla who wondered towards Kobe. There are some days that Ayla and Kyra do not get along. I suppose it's bound to happen when you have two children so close together. I doubt I got along with Dallas all the time.

"Now that we're all awake, shall we get you girls some breakfast?" I pressed a kiss to the top of Kyra's head, glancing to Ayla who was cuddled into Kobe's side.

"I'll meet you down there" I nodded, smiling as Kobe turned and began from the room with Ayla who was chatting up a storm.

"How are you today, Miss Kyra?" she giggled as I lifted her off my lap so that I could stand. "Did you have a good sleep, Angel?" she cuddled herself into my side as I lifted her up and onto my hip. "My beautiful baby" she clutched at my shirt as I turned and began from the room, pressing a quick kiss to the top of her head. "What would you like for breakfast this morning, Baby?"

"O" she also made an 'O' with her fingers.

"You can have some O's, Beautiful" I pressed a kiss to her cheek as she giggled. Ayla was already sat at the table as I stepped into the kitchen, Kobe stood at the counter. I lowered Kyra into her highchair and strapped her in. I pressed a kiss to the top of her head and then Ayla's before I turned to Kobe. "Good morning, Ko" he ran his hand along my arm as I wrapped my arms around him.

"Good morning, Baby" his arm wrapped around my neck as he turned slightly. The smile on my face widened as he leant down to brush his lips with mine. I suddenly felt warm at the memories of last night and I quietly whimpered as he detached our lips. "Baby, the girls are sat right there, don't go getting carried away" I rolled my eyes as he chuckled.

"Mama, O" I glanced back at Kyra.

"I'm getting your O's, Angel" I pulled away from Kobe's side and grabbed the box of Cheerio's from the cupboard. I poured some into a bowl and then handed it to Kyra. "What would you like to drink, Peanut?" I glanced down to Ayla, my fingers running through her hair.

"Milk" her attention turned to the TV that Kobe had switched on.

"I can do milk" I pressed a kiss to the top of her head and wondered towards the refrigerator, grabbing Ayla and Kyra a sippy cup each of milk. "Is everything ready for later?"

"Yeah, the only thing that needs getting is the cake but I can go and fetch that for you."

"Thanks, Baby" he pressed a peck to my lips causing me to widely smile.

"Go and sit down, Babe. I'll finish off breakfast" I pressed a kiss to his cheek before I headed to the table and took my seat beside Ayla who was transfixed by her cartoons that we only ever let her watch in the mornings.

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