Underage and Pregnant 4
"Sandra, is it okay if I go to bed?" Gerry asked as he and Sandra sat cuddled up on one sofa and Sophie sat on the other one while giving Alfie his last bottle of the day.
"Gerry it's your house too now, you don't have to ask to go to bed." Sandra said as she leaned back and kissed him. "Anyway I think I'll come with you, you know where everything is don't you Sophie?"
"Yeah thanks, night Sandra, night Gerry."
"Night Sophie." The pair chorused as they ran up the stairs.
"I'm proud of you Sandra." Gerry said as she lay in his arms.
"What for?" Sandra asked confused as she paused from kissing his neck for a minute.
"The way you've taken her in when she needed someone most and just the way you've been with her." Gerry told her as he pulled her closer to him.
"You'd have done the same." Sandra reminded him. "Anyway it's your first night living her too so how about we concentrate on that." Sandra said playfully.
"You look tired you too, late night was it?" Jack laughed as Sandra and Gerry walked in looking like the living dead.
"Yes but not the way you're thinking." Gerry grumbled knowing exactly what Jack meant.
"First night living together and you didn't?!" Jack asked slightly amused by the conversation.
"If you must know we did but it was Alfie who kept us awake all night. He cried all night and no matter what Sophie did he just wouldn't stop." Sandra moaned.
"Surely even you knew a newborn did that? And Gerry you should have warned her when she took the pair of them on."
"Of course I knew they cried."
"Sophie thinks he's ill, she asked me to ring the doctor so I did on the way in and he's coming out at half 5. The midwife is coming tomorrow too to see how Sophie's getting on with motherhood." Gerry said as Sandra went over to make what would be both of their first black coffee of the day just to make sure they saw the day though.
"He's only 2 days old surely he can't be ill already." Brian pointed out, yet again proving that this was one subject on which he was clueless.
"They can be ill from birth Brian!" Gerry pointed out grumpily due to his lack of sleep.
"Alfie please shush baby." Sophie cried as she rocked the little boy gently. She's been watching the clock most of the day both for Sandra and Gerry's return and the doctor. "Baby you're tired, come on why don't you go to sleep?" She tried gently knowing that it still wouldn't work. For a while she'd tried just leaving him to cry to see if it was attention but after an hour of non-stop crying she decided it was time for another tactic. The sound of him crying was breaking her heart yet one thing was sure, Alfie had a set of lungs on him as he showed no sign of stopping anytime soon. The sound of the key in the door was the sound she'd been waiting all day for.
"Sophie?" Sandra asked as she walked through the door only to find the young girl slumped on the floor crying while Alfie lay screaming in his Moses basket.
"I can't do this. Why did I ever think I could?!" Sophie sobbed as Sandra rushed over and joined her on the floor, letting the younger girl cry into her shoulder.
"You can do this, I'm sure all new mums feel like this. I can't speak from experience but I'm sure it gets easier honey." Sandra began surprised at how easily the pet names and loving way was coming to her when it came to Sophie and her new baby, Alfie. "Right we have half an hour until the doctor gets here, let's see what we can do to calm Alfie before he gets here."
"Thank you Sandra." Sophie said as she wiped the last of her tears away. "Where's Gerry anyway?"
"He goes to take his Grandson to football training every Tuesday night and then to play his match every Saturday morning." Sandra replied as she picked the tiny baby up. "Have you been giving your mummy trouble? I told you to go easy on her little man." Sandra said to Alfie but was only met by continuing screaming. "Oh that's a loud noise for a something so little. Oh I know baby but there's no need to make a noise like that." She was surprised the motherly instinct which was now so clearly shining through but still Alfie cried. "Okay Sophie we have half an hour until the doctor gets here and it's my usual doctor and I have never known him on time. Why don't you go and have a nice hot bath and relax for a bit. You aren't any use to him in this mess."
"But Alfie..."
"You've had this all day, I'm sure I can cope for half an hour."
"Thank you." Sophie said as she gave Sandra a massive hug. "It means a lot."
"Well you can do this, we all need a little help sometimes, that doesn't make us weak or bad at something."