I know it seems I'm rushing through Carla's pregnancy, but I wanted to include more interaction between Carla and newborns considering I didn't actually write that much with Aidan, gives me more of a challenge as well.
14 February 2023
"Who the hell is this?" Carla mumbles, the piercing screech of her mobile phone going off which instantly wakes her and Peter
"It's Steve" Carla sighs answering the call
"Steve?...Really, it's a bit early isn't it?...yeah I guess I could drop by if that's what she wants?...alright I'll see you soon" Carla hangs up the phone as Peter brings her into his body
"What did Steve want?" Peter mumbles as Carla rolls her eyes
"Michelle's in labour, a month early I need to pop and see her in hospital, she was admitted last night, she's progressed quite a bit so…" Carla smiles getting out of bed as Peter grins at her
"Be careful you don't overdo it" Peter smiles as Carla grabs some clothes heading into the bathroom to get ready
Carla made her way to the maternity unit at Weatherfield general only to be greeted by Liz, Kate, Johnny and Jenny who were obviously waiting for news, Carla felt bad that she could just walk into the room and leave them waiting outside knowing that they would've wanted to be in there with Michelle, ringing Steve to alert him that she was there he invited her into the room where Michelle was in the process of delivering her baby.
"Hey 'Chelle" Carla grins remembering the way she felt when she was in labour
"Hi, how are you?"
"Aye? I should be asking that to-"
"Michelle we need to think about pushing" the midwife interrupts as Carla smiles remembering Michelle's birth with Ryan, she hadn't seen Michelle in labour for years and she would take great pleasure in winding her up due to it
"Go on 'Chelle give it all you got" Carla smirks as Michelle glares at her, dipping her chin to her chest giving a big push
"Good job, done this before?" the midwife questions as Michelle nods, picking up on Carla's sarcasm
"Twice" she sighs as another contraction kicks in, Michelle starting to push
"Looks like I don't need to do anything" the midwife grins as Michelle chuckles slightly before another contraction kicks in, Michelle giving another push
"Right, that's the head delivered" the midwife states glancing to the clock on the wall
"Let's have a look-"
"You get back here" Michelle glares at Carla as she grins shaking her head in amusement a Michelle groans through another contraction pushing in the process as a loud wail erupts the room
"Congratulations you have one healthy little girl" the midwife grins placing the baby on Michelle's chest
"She looks like Amy" Steve grins stroking his baby's head as Michelle smiles tilting her head back to give him a kiss
"She does, doesn't she?"
"Let's have a look" Carla smiles leaning over Michelle to look at her niece
"She's pretty small" Carla smirks as Michelle laughs at the shock of finally holding her baby in her arms
"Can we weigh her?" the midwife questions gesturing to take the baby from Michelle as she hands her daughter to the midwife
"A healthy 6lb 4oz" the midwife returns the baby to Michelle
"That's the same as Aidan, when he was born" Carla grins as Michelle strokes her baby's cheek as her little arms stretch out
"Hmm they must be related" Michelle grins up at Carla as she looks down at Michelle holding her baby
"Funny, any name suggestions?"
"I want to follow the Irish theme throughout the family, Ruairi was Irish so…" Michelle trails off as Carla smiles thinking how it was sweet Michelle wanted to represent her Irish heritage
"Why don't we go with Ava, you suggested that one ages ago, and she looks like an Ava?" Steve suggests as Michelle nods in agreement bending down to kiss her daughters forehead
"Ava McDonald, all we need now is a middle name" Michelle smiles holding Ava against her chest as Carla's phone goes off, Carla groaning at the thought
"Peter wants me back, Aidan's having a meltdown, I'll see you when you get out of this place" Carla smiles giving Michelle a peck on the cheek as well as giving Ava a peck on her head before heading home
"What's with all the crying?" Carla sighs exasperatedly entering the house as Peter greets her quickly before turning his attention to Aidan
"Aidan decided to scribble all over the wall because he didn't get his chocolate milk" Peter grins sarcastically as Carla groans, terrible twos were obviously back
"Right Aidan, go upstairs to your room" Carla glares at her son as he crosses his arms, his reluctance to go upstairs rubbing both of his parents up the wrong way
"Aidan go upstairs, to your room now, otherwise you won't be getting your iPad for the rest of the week" Carla glares again as Aidan gives in, the thought of losing his iPad too terrible for him, heading upstairs to his room, Carla grinning in victory
"He listens to you, that's why I wanted you back"
"Only because you're a soft touch"
"How was Michelle, did she pop her sprog out?" Peter grins as Carla playfully whacks him at his words
"She did, same weight as Aidan as well, she named her Ava" Carla grins as Peter nods liking the name suggestions
"We need to think of name ideas for these two" Peter smiles as Carla nods knowing how hard it would be for two of them
"I just prefer to cross that bridge when they're born, I want to see them and put a name to the face you know?" Carla suggests as Peter nods, understanding why she wanted to do that
"That's true, any ideas about the genders?" Peter questions placing a hand on her bump as she sighs
"I'm going with two girls" Carla smiles as Peter nods
"I'm going for a boy and a girl" Peter smirks as Carla rolls her eyes
"Trust you"
"Aye?"
"You just go for the easy option so you can say, 'I got one of them right!" typical, just typical" Carla grins as Peter kisses her forehead before kissing her on the lips, a welcome distraction to Aidan's mood
"Want to see the damage that Aidan caused to the walls?" Peter rolls his eyes walking Carla over to the wall where Aidan scribbled all over the paintwork
"Ah, did he say what he was trying to represent?"
"He said Bertie"
"Well, I mean, that looks nothing like Bertie so…I'll deal with it, just get some washing up liquid to wash it off" Carla smiles as Peter goes into the kitchen
"I'll deal with Aidan"
"Can I come in?" Carla knocks on Aidan's bedroom door, seeing him crying into his pillow, obviously distraught from being told off
"No!" Aidan shouts angrily as Carla sighs rolling her eyes
"Don't speak to me like that Aidan" Carla replies firmly sitting on the bed watching Aidan cry
"Why did you do it?"
"Chocolate milk" Aidan replies grumpily as Carla sighs
"So you scribbled on the wall because you wanted chocolate milk?"
"Yes"
"Right, well I don't think that is an acceptable answer do you?" Carla quesitons raising her eyebrows
"No, sorry"
"I should think so too, now I want you to tidy up your toys in here then go downstairs to apologise to daddy" Carla scolds as Aidan shuffles off the bed and puts all of his toys into the box which was in his room, Carla following him downstairs to Peter, Aidan going to sit on the sofa.
"Aidan apologise to your father" Carla scolds really reaching the end of her tether
"Sorry" he replies grumpily to Peter as Carla sighs stretching her back
"No, properly Aidan" Carla persists as Aidan's expression softens
"Sorry daddy" Aidan smiles slightly as Peter bends down to his level
"Thank you, now don't do it again please" Peter asks as Aidan sighs, nodding in the process
"Right no iPad for the rest of the day, you can have it back tomorrow" Carla sighs taking it off the coffee table and putting it on top of the shelf as Aidan nods in defeat going to watch the TV in the conservatory
"You dealt with that well" Peter raises his eyebrows surprised that Carla didn't lose her temper
"I did, surprised I didn't lose my temper to be honest"
"Imagine when these two go through this stage"
"Is it too late to change our minds?" Carla sighs knowing how annoying it will be having two at the same age "I'm kidding"
"We have a lot to look forward to you know"
"I know we do, Aidan will be such a good brother, once he finally gets out of the 'terrible twos' phase"
"He will, I think our futures looking pretty bright, what do you say?" Peter questions as Carla bites her lip nodding rubbing her bump
"I think it is, now let's go and make sure we don't have the future Picasso on our hands"