I laid straight on my back. I was home finally, and I was curled up in bed, just trying to relax. The baby was in her sleeper next to me and to be honest, it was very comforting to have her with me. After days of trying to keep Fiona quiet around the baby, it was nice to just have a quiet moment with the baby.

At least, it would be, if I didn't like a disgusting piece of mold.

My breasts were entirely sore, I was sweating non-stop, I was constipated, and some more, rather disgusting, things were happening to me.

Speaking of rather disgusting things, I felt the urge for the bathroom, which was always a hassle. You would think it's rather easy, but I of course, had a tear. I had to be super careful, or else, I would get infected. Yay.

I finished my long process of changing pads that strangely included a warm water bottle and a gauze.

I walked out and slowly looked out the door, not wanting to wake Ava up.

I saw Eli by the kitchen with Fiona and could hear Fiona's favorite TV show on.

"Hey," I whispered.

Eli turned around.

"Hey, are you alright? Do you need me to get you something?" Eli asked.

"Sounds like you want me to crawl back in my whole," I said.

"You just had Ava," Eli said.

You know, he uses that excuse for everything.

"Can you get me an ice cube?" I asked.

"Gonna take a sitz bath?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Alright, I'll put Fiona in her play pen," Eli said.

I sat on the bed and watched Ava sleep while Eli did what he needed to do.

"Here's your ice cube," Eli said.

"Thanks, here's the remote," I said.

Eli laid down on the bed next to Ava and I opened the door up a little wider so Eli could keep a good eye on both of them. He clicked the TV on and picked the closed caption option, then switched it to his favorite TV show: My Strange Addiction.

I slipped into the bathroom before I could see anything gross.

I filled the tub up a few inches with water. I quickly took my clothes off and lowered myself into the water. I spread my legs all the way out and dropped the ice cube into the water. I sat back and relaxed, letting the water work it's magic.

I looked down at my body and I realized I looked like a deflated basketball.

I was huge, but not huge, if that makes any sense?

I sighed and quickly got out. I didn't want to see that nasty sight anymore.

I got dressed as quick as I physically could, and hurried back to the bed. As soon as I got to the foot of the bed, I collapsed, making sure to not hit or lay on Eli's legs.

"Your okay," Eli said.

"I don't feel okay," I said.

"Come sit on your donut pillow," he said.

"Com cuddle," he said.

I crawled up and Eli sat my cupcake donut pillow right next to him. I sat up tall as Eli wrapped his arm around my waist and rested his head on my shoulder. I leaned into him, and just relaxed in the arms of my husband.

10:00 AM The Next Day

I heard the cries of our ever precious new baby girl, along with the grunts of her tired daddy.

"We have to feed her," I said.

"But we feed her two hours ago," he whined into his pillow.

I turned and looked at him with all my disbelief.

"She's a new born!" I said.

"Did we even feed Fiona as much?" Eli asked.

I hit him on his back.

"Of course we did!" I said.

"You remember what being a dad is like, right? You don't have a sudden bond of amnesia, right?" I asked.

"Yeah, yeah, I get, what do you want me too do?" he asked.

"Go check on Fiona," I said as I slowly got out of bed.

I walked down the hall and slowly opened up the door. I walked up to baby Ava and slowly picked her up. I walked to the opposite side of the room and laid myself down on the chair and pulled my breastfeeding pillow into my lap. I wrapped it around my waist and laid Ava on it. I pulled the hem of my big shirt up and unstrapped my bra around the cups. I guided her and she took the bait.

I felt a tingling sensation down my right breast, and frankly it felt a little gross. I usually don't like the feeling of my body fluid being sucked out of me.

"Fiona's still sleeping," Eli said grumpily and tiredly. He slumped onto the side of the door frame.

To be honest, I don't ever remember Eli being as grumpy when Fiona was a baby. I understand that he is tired and it is stressful, but I mean, come on. I gave birth. I carried both of them for nine months. I'm the one doing the hard work with Ava. Eli hasn't feed Ava nearly as much as I had. I'm feeding her with my own body for God's sake, what does he have to complain about?

"You used to like being a dad," I said.

I knew that I was being maybe a little dramatic, but it wasn't fair.

Eli walked into the room.

"Of course I love being a dad. It's just... I have three girls to take care of. It's stressful," he said while scratching his arm.

"Things seemed so much simpler back in California," he said.

I teary eyed. Eli and I had so many wonderful memories in that big beautiful house, and even though we loved New York, switching into a little city apartment was hard.

"I miss that place," I said.

"I didn't mean to upset you Clare," Eli said.

He kneeled down in front of me and watched his baby, and also stroked her head. Most girls might think it's weird to have their husband stare at their baby while their baby was breastfeeding, but that's just how we are. A bit different.

"We can make just as many wonderful memories here in New York," he said.

"I know," I said after a moment.

Just then I realized that the tingling sensation in my breast was gone. I looked down and Ava was just laying there. She wasn't rooting for food anymore. I handed Ava over too Eli.

"Go lay her down," I said as I fixed my bra. I clapsed it back up and put a pad in my bra. I slipped my pillow off and sat it on the table next to me.

Eli held both his hands out and I took them. Eli pulled me up and unexpectedly held me in a tight but gentle hug.

"I'm sorry for being a downer," Eli said.

"You should enjoy being a dad," I said.

He backed away so he could look me in the eyes.

"You know I love being a dad," he said.

I looked to the side and saw Ava's bassinet. I smiled.

"Let's go watch her sleep," I said.

I turned and grabbed two notebooks and a pen. We walked over above Ava's bassinet. I filled in Ava's feeding chart and sketched in her sleeping chart.

When I looked down at my baby and after a minute, I realized... she looked like ET. Her head was cone shaped, her nose was flattened, and her eyes were puffy. She also still had lanugo. I knew that all of that would go away in a few weeks, but it was still something to look at.

"Do you think she looks weird?" I asked.

"She's beautiful. Remember, she's just a week old," he said. He sneaked his arms around my waist and held me tight.

I sighed into his embrace.

"I know. And I'm sorry," I said, looking him in the eyes.

"Don't apologize," he said sweetly.

Out of nowhere, my stomach started to growl.

"I'll go get us some breakfast," he said before it even stopped.

He slipped out of the room, and I caught one last look at Ava before going back to bed. Eli brought in a breakfast of cereal and fruit.

When we finished, we just put the bowls to the side and Eli spooned me, and we slipped back into sleep.

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