Chapter 11: Against Doctor's Orders

BPOV

Everyone had gone to bed, but I was still wide awake in bed. I was exhausted, but I couldn't sleep. I was afraid I wouldn't hear Anthony cry, and I was anxious to see the nursery. Even after all that had been done to the downstairs room it wasn't the same. Plus my stomach ached, it wasn't pain but more like soreness. It was as if I had been punched in the stomach.

I quietly and very slowly slipped out of bed walking towards Anthony's bassinet. I ignored the increase in pain concentrating on my baby. The bassinet had a small mobile with the Winnie the Pooh characters that matched all the decorations we had bought for the nursery. As I looked down on my baby, I found Anthony fast asleep sucking his thumb.

I stared at him for a few minutes memorizing every inch of his face. I still found it hard to believe that he was mine. I couldn't believe Edward and I had created him, and he was a part of our lives.

I slowly picked him up careful not to wake him. I just wanted to hold him, and sneak upstairs to see the nursery. I knew I shouldn't use the stairs, but I longed to see the nursery. It was unfair that I had not been able to do much. Plus I was sure I could handle a little pain.

"Don't tell your daddy what I'm doing." I warned Anthony tentatively closing the bedroom door and walking slowly towards the stairs. Nobody had to find out everyone was sleeping.

I was thankful that the kitchen lights were turned off, and that the house was serenely quiet. I would not get caught. I took the first step slowly, and I was relieved that it didn't hurt much than what it already did. I had no idea why the doctor had cautioned me from using stairs.

I took the next couple of steps, and soon realized why they said no stairs. I felt like my body was breaking in half. Like somehow the cut was opening up again by force. I gritted my teeth holding onto Anthony.

"Bella" I heard Edward say from the living area.

"Yes, Edward." I said trying to stop myself from sounding like I was in pain. It would fade. I didn't want to give Edward a reason to get angry.

"You know you can't use stairs." He pointed out coming to me. "It's not safe." He warned.

"But I want to see the nursery. I don't want to sleep downstairs. I want our bed." I explained my eyes slightly watering. "I want Anthony to be in his new room."

"Bella, love." Edward said taking Anthony from my arms. "Why didn't you tell me? You didn't have to escape during the night."

"I didn't want to seem ungrateful for the set up everyone did for us downstairs." I answered as Edward chuckled.

"Stay here, Love. I'll take Anthony upstairs, and then I'll carry you up." He replied as I nodded. I was going to see the nursery.

I waited on the fifth step patiently as Edward went up and then back down. I had to grip the handles as the pain flared. "Ready?" He asked as he picked me up bridal style. My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck. I always loved to be in Edward's arms. I buried my head in the crook of his neck trying to calm myself from the pain.

He carried me up to the third floor stopping right in front of Anthony's room. The door was painted a warm yellow tone and there was a small wooden sign that read "Anthony's Room."

"I didn't know we had a sign." I mentioned as he kissed my neck.

"Emmett made it once he knew the name." Edward explained as I made a mental note to thank my brother.

Edward opened the door before placing me on my feet. I looked around my mouth dropping in shock. Everything was so perfect, that I ignored the pain I was feeling. There was a Winnie the Pooh border all around the top of walls and even a rug. Everything matched from the decorations down to the plush toys scattered around.

"Edward, it's perfect." I cried as Edward hugged me.

"Is this the way you imagined it?" He asked.

"It's even better." I answered as he laughed. My dreams could not compare to the real thing. It looked like a nursery that belonged in some kind of movie.

EPOV

I looked at Bella as she looked around the nursery. Anthony was fast asleep in his crib, and Bella was looking around the room. She studied the bookshelf with an assortment of baby books and opened the dresser taking a look at all the baby clothes my sister had organized.

"I don't think I've ever been this excited about clothes." Bella said with a laugh as she held up a onesie with little airplanes.

"It's not your clothes." I pointed out as she laughed.

She seemed entranced with everything in the room. She stopped by the changing table looking at all the diapers perfectly placed in a row. She stopped by the rocking chair and slowly sitting down. She tried to hide the pain, but it was clearly visible in her face.

"Thank you, Edward." She said as I smiled.

"There's no need to thank me, love." I assured her walking over to her and leaning in for a quick kiss. "Are you in pain?"

"A little." She lied.

"Bella," I warned as she sighed.

"It hurts, but it'll go away." She said confidently as Anthony began to cry.

"Someone's hungry." I pointed out as I walked to the crib. My son's green eyes looking up at me. I gently picked him up taking him to Bella who was ready to start feeding.

"It seems all I do is feed him." Bella sighed, but a smile was still evident on her face.

"My dad said he'll eat less often as he gets bigger." I added watching her as she began to feed him. I had seen quite a few times over the last few days, but it was still incredible to watch. She seemed to glow when she held him against her bare chest. I felt like I was watching something special and meaningful, and I longed to be a part of it,

"You look like you're in another planet." Bella commented looking up at me.

"I just find it amazing how you can feed our son. It makes me fee inadequate, because I can't do the same." I sighed as I kept staring.

"Edward, you don't have to feel bad." She added as I shrugged.

"I just want to be more help." I sighed as she smiled weakly.

"You do more than your share, and you can change him when we're done," She stated as I laughed. I figure if she can feed him, I could do the changing. It was only fair, right?

BPOV

The next morning all our things had been moved back to our room. Edward carried me up and down the stairs, but I was in a lot of pain. I shouldn't have taken the stairs. I gripped the pillow clenching my eyes shut, trying not to cry. Edward was downstairs with Anthony, as I tried to take a nap. But it wasn't working.

I couldn't believe I had been so impatient and stupid. I couldn't even take anything for the pain, because I was breast feeding. All I could do was bare it.

"Aren't you suppose to be sleeping?" Esme asked as she came in with freshly clean blankets and clothes for Anthony. Anthony had a tendency to spit up and dirty all the small blankets.

"I can't." I admitted biting my lip.

"What happened?" She inquired placing the laundry basket on the floor and walking to me.

"I used the stairs last night." I answered as she nodded in comprehension. "Do you think something happened?"

"I'm not sure, sweetheart, I can ask Carlisle to come up and take a look at the scar. He could redress it for you." She suggested as I nodded.

"That's better than going to the doctor." I answered as she kissed my forehead.

"I'll be right back." She finished leaving the room.

Carlisle came in a few minutes later with his doctor bag, Edward right behind him. "Why didn't tell me you were in pain?" Edward asked rushing to my side.

"It's not a big deal." I replied as he rolled his eyes. "Where's Anthony?"

"Alice is looking after him." He replied holding my hand.

"Bella, there's a reason why the doctors advise against using stairs." Carlisle began as I nodded. "Let's take a look at the scar."

I lifted my shirt a little bringing down the waistband of my lounge pants exposing my bandaged scar. Carlisle gently removed the bandage taking a look at the cut that was still red. He inspected the area carefully feeling around it with gloves.

"Is something wrong?" I asked my heart beating quickly in my chest.

"Everything seems fine. It's healing correctly. There's nothing wrong." He assured me redressing the scar. "Just try to stay in bed for a few days for it to finish healing."

"I will." I said as he smiled.

"I'll be keeping an eye on you." He added with a wink as I laughed. It was a relief to know I had done no damage. I was going to follow doctor's orders from now on.

A/N: Just wanted to show how stubborn Bella really is. But you know Edward always comes to a rescue.

The next few chapters are pretty much calm chapters. As they say the calm before the storm.

Next Chapter: Some Emmett Time

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