As I sat on the sofa with Ava nursing. it was quiet, everyone was asleep aside from us two, watching the forest we were parked near while two little beavers were fighting over a log of some sort. It was late at night and dark, we had parked in an RV lot for the night.
It was nice at this time, yes it was late and I was tired but after loud days you really get to enjoy the quiet time you have. I looked down at my 4 month old daughter who was happy being in her mothers arms.
Ava didn’t care that her home was a sort of an unreachable place at the moment. It didn’t matter to her that we were in different cities everyday. She was fine with it, if she had her mommy and daddy and her food no troubles with her. That’s a great thing about babies, they’re very portable, she sleeps in her stroller, shes got 60 crew that would mostly happily change her diaper.
I thought back to the time where I was put on bed rest on tour. We were in Sweden, I was 6 months along and I was having strong pains in my back, Harry had finally put his foot down and took me to the closest medical center near the hotel. After the midwife asked loads of questions with a call to the UK to my doctor, I was told that if this goes on it will stage into premature labor, I was ordered at least a week of bed rest and should come back in a week. After exploring the options of possible flying back to London or going to my parents I was told absolutely not. That was not an option, Harry had a show tomorrow in a different country and had a flight in 5 hours. I told him to go anyway I’ll stay in the hotel. I suggested maybe my sister come or mom to keep me company, we called them up but unfortunately they needed to work and I wasn’t about to force them to come, Harry and I called up my close friends whom I then realized where in uni and had studies. Harry called Gemma and finally Gemma said of course since she was on vacation and had missed me.
They left with a farewell and feel better and a big “keep that baby in there” .
We had a great time, we made a girls sleepover out of it, Skyping Gemms boyfriend while we giggled under the covers with the laptop on the bed. We had a great time, Harry made sure to Skype and call as much as he could, he sent us some demos of a new song which he needed our input on, giving him, Julian and Liam our strict criticism that the song absolutely sucked and Gemma adding it needed a spaz that sent us off into giggles while Gemma had been calling my newly devolved cleavage “spazzy” while the boys just thanked us leaving Harry on the line watching us be idiots.
The sound of the door sliding open broke through my thoughts and Zayn came out with his laptop in hand rubbing his eyes, “hi love” he said “hey how come you’re up?” I asked as he sat down, “I have a Skype date with missus” he tapped his Mac opening it up “oh ill say hi”. Ava was done and needed to be burped “can you take her a sec I really have to pee?” I asked zayn, he gladly took Ava as he continued telling Perrie about his day. I came out and Ava was asleep on his chest, “oh that’s so sweet. Thank you babe” I said coming back. I waved a quick hi to Perrie “babe we miss you. You coming soon?” I asked her “soon I think” she nodded I smiled a her “yay. I’m going back to bed love you have fun.” I told her “ill just take her” Zayn handed Ava to me kissing her forehead while she fussed as she was shifted from her uncle “night babe” he said. I put Ava back in her bassinet and sinked back into the covers with Harry, he happily wrapped his long arm around me happy to have me back in bed.