Just a little something
To the girls as ever
As she searched her movements were frantic. Had he not been so concerned about her he'd have laughed.
'Darling calm down.'
'Calm down? How am I supposed to calm down? We need to leave in 5 minutes! ' She fretted dashing past him. He reached out and grabbed her shoulders halting her.
'Shelagh look at me. You have nothing to worry bout.'
'But-'
'No one is going to think you are a terrible mother if Angela doesn't have her hat. One look at the two of you and they'll know you are a fantastic mum.' He assured her. She didn't look convinced.
'But I thrust this on most of them. I abandoned the choir, forced Trixie to take control, to unexpectedly adopt a child they didn't even know we were pursuing. I left the Order for our family only to fail in the most basic sense and be gifted with this second chance I have so much to prove Patrick. They're all going to be judging me. She's not our biological child. I love her as if she is but that means I have even more to prove to them. I've brought this child into our extended family. I need to prove to them that I'm worthy of being her Mum. That I made the right decision leaving the order.' She explained, tears brimming in her eyes.
'Sweetheart you are more than worthy. There is no one I'd rather have as a mother to our girl. Our daughter. They love you. They won't judge you and even if they do all they'll be thinking is what an excellent mother you are. You've already more than proved that with Tim.'
'But we've only had her a week. What if I don't understand what she wants when she cries and I mess up and they think I'm a bad mum. I couldn't stand it if they thought that. Being a mum to Tim is different because he was 10 years old when I became his mum. Angela's not even 10 days old.' He brought her against his chest as she slid her arms around his waist to hide her face in his waistcoat.
'Shelagh she already adores you. She loves you and you love her. That's all that matters. It takes time for every parent to settle in to their new child. They'll understand if you don't instantly know if she's hungry or tired. They'll just be glad you finally have the child you've wanted and love.'
'I want them to love her. I want them to be proud of me.' She whispered into his chest.
'They will be darling. And so am I. I'm so proud of how well you've coped with everything love has thrown at you this past year. I'm so proud of what a spectacular mother you are to our children. I'm so proud to call myself your husband. And as for the other point...Shelagh have you seen her? She's the most beautiful child ever to grace this earth. Sister Julienne has already fallen for her on her visits...why wouldn't the others?'
'You're right. For once. I don't have to worry about this do I? They're my family. They love me so they'll love her.' She smiled as she took a deep, calming breath.
'Exactly.'
Thank you. I'm proud to call you my husband too. But we still need to find her hat...Patrick don't look at me like that. There is a nip in the air and I don't want her getting cold.'
'I've got it.' Tim said from the doorway where he stood with her hat wearing sister in his arms. ' You two were talking so I didn't want to interrupt.' He explained
'Thank you Tim.' Shelagh smiled at him holding out her arm to him. 'Come here.' Grinning he walked into his mother's embrace and was soon enveloped by his father's arms too. 'You're a great big brother Timmy.' She kissed his hair.
'And you're a great Mum. To both of us. Angela was very lucky to be placed with us.'
'We were blessed with her. Now come on Turners. If we leave now I may actually get somewhere on time.'
'I wouldn't get used to it Angela.'
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