The next day (Effie = 6 ½ months pregnant)
I wake up, letting my eyes slowly adjust to the light shining in the room. The first thing that I notice is that I am really sore, that leads me to look around the room in order to find Peeta to comfort me. That is when I notice that I am not in the birthing room anymore, I am back in mine and Peeta's room, that is when it hits me that Peeta must have carried me back while I was asleep. He must be so tired from taking care of Willow all night…. WILLOW. How could I have forgotten about my new beautiful daughter, I am officially the worst mother in the world and it is only my second day of being one. I carefully sit up on the bed wincing in pain as I get up on my feet, (going through labor has made not only my obvious places sore but in turn my legs and stomach extremely sore!) I slowly walk to the door and walk out into the dimly lit corridor. I walk past the birthing room and pop inside to see no Willow and no Peeta. The next room I pass is the most obvious room that they would be in, the nursery room. I pop my head through the doorway to see Peeta fast asleep on the comfortable armchair that we had placed in there in order for us to stay in there with Willow within the first couple of nights. At first I stare lovingly at my husband fast asleep on the armchair, when it hits me, there is still no Willow. That is when I really start to worry, where is she?
I walk quickly down the stairs and into the living room to see Effie sound asleep on the couch with Haymitch sitting up with Willow on his lap. At first I do not disturb him as he rocks my little Willow in his arms. That's when I hear it; Haymitch is singing a quiet lullaby:
"Rock-a-bye Willow, in the treetop
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall
And down will come Willow, cradle and all"
I take in the scene of my former mentor singing to my baby as she lies contently in his arms. I walk over to the couch and as soon as Haymitch sees me he stops singing the lullaby, probably more out of shock rather than embarrassment. "Morning Sweetheart! How's everything?" He asks me sliding over a little to allow me to sit beside him on the sofa. "I'm doing ok, you really should have woken me up!" I say signaling for him to hand over Willow to me. As soon as Willow is placed in my arms I feel whole again. Haymitch stares at the two of us for a few minutes before answering, "Honestly sweetheart it was no trouble, Peeta stayed up for at least 4 hours after you fell asleep before Effie insisted that we take care of her for the rest of the night. She has been fed and changed by Effie already, so don't fret, she is absolutely fine!" I smile back at Haymitch and whisper thanks, not wanting to wake up an already fast asleep Willow, lying in my arms. At the sound of us talking Effie slowly wakes up, it takes her a while to sit up with her huge, enormous bump in the way (a big part of the pregnancy that I am excited is gone!) Effie smiles at the sight of Willow and me "You are already looking exactly like a mother should!" She exclaims as she brushes the top of Willow's forehead with her pinky finger. I look back at Effie and give her a smile, in which is a symbol of my thanks for taking care of Willow, and for being there for me throughout the start of the labor. I then hear footsteps rushing down the stairs and I know that Peeta is worried by the fact that I am not in my bed. As soon as he rushes into the living room and sees Willow nestled in my arms his expression changes from worry to relief at the fact that we are both safe and sound. He walks over to the couch and gives me a huge loving kiss that lingers in my mouth for a lot longer than it lasted. We both gaze down at our darling little baby.
Haymitch and Effie excuse themselves from our house and with loads of thanks (from Peeta and myself) and hundreds of kisses (from Effie) they finally leave Peeta, Willow and myself to deal to our little family by ourselves. Peeta and I turn to each other as the door shuts behind them, and he says to me "are you ready to start off our first day as parents!" I laugh and nod while I gaze at my little family.
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