3 Weeks later
Yawning for what feels like the hundredth time today I stand up and begin to put away some of the mess that had been caused by our newborn. "Don't bother with that Corey, go and rest" Selia insists whilst rocking my pup in her arms as he makes small sounds that melt my heart.
"I just want to clean whilst I have the chance, he'll need feeding soon" I sigh, picking up wipes, bibs and numerous toys from the ground - I don't even know how a tiny baby can cause this mess.
Nolan comes in with a few chicken fillet burgers that he'd made for us and immediately he puts the food on the coffee table and kneels beside me, taking the objects from my hands. "Sweetheart, you need to be resting not cleaning. Let me do it whilst you nap" he says practically echoing his mate's words.
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