I think you should do number 23 from the kiss promt list with Gwilym❤ -ur wife
23. Exhausted parents kiss
Since the birth of your daughter less than three weeks ago you hadn't been sleeping much. You were well aware that sleep wouldn't be your top priority once you had given birth but you had never imagined that it would be this bad. If you were lucky you had gotten two hours of continuous sleep at the time before your new-born baby started crying - usually because she was hungry. Gwilym was an amazing father, no doubt about that, it seemed to be completely natural for him - but since you were the one with the breasts, you were the one who had to get up and feed the baby. It was the plan that once the baby got a bit older you would start pumping out milk and bottle it up so you wouldn't be the only one in charge of the feeding, but while your daughter was still so small, you wanted to feel the incredible bond of breastfeeding.
At this point you couldn't remember the last time you had a shower, your hair was a mess, everything felt disgusting and your house looked like it had been hit by a bomb. But all your friends who had had children before you had assured you that it was normal - more than normal even.
You had just been out for a walk with your baby, lulling her to sleep and using the opportunity to get out for a little. Gwilym had opted out and stayed at home with the promises of cleaning up and bit and taking a full shower while the house was quiet. When you opened the door with your sleeping baby in your arms you expected to be met by a somewhat clean house but instead, everything was exactly as messy as you had left it thirty minutes ago.
You went to the nursery and carefully placed your daughter in her crib, kissed her forehead and turned on the baby monitor before walking back into the living room where you had left Gwilym half an hour ago. He was laying on his stomach on the couch with a baby blanket in his hand that was dangling off the edge.
An exhausted laugh left your lips as you walked over and kneeled beside your snoring boyfriend, softly running your fingers through his messy hair and placing a soft kiss on his temple. He deserved to get some sleep, he really did. Your friend once told you that 'when the baby sleeps, mommy should sleep' but life didn't always allow for that to happen. You placed another soft kiss on Gwilym's forehead, which caused him to jolt awake.
"Oh - Baby I … oh no I must've.." he rambled on like a mad man, jolting up from the couch and manically starting to tidy up.
"I fell asleep - God! I'm so sorry I'll get it tidy I promise, I just.. I'm so tired. I'm so sorry" he continued while you slowly got back up from the ground.
You walked over and wrapped your arms around Gwilym's torso forcing him to calm down and stand still.
"hey.. It's okay baby, don't stress" you mumbled against his chest.
He wrapped his arms lazily around you holding you tight against his body.
"I'm sorry baby, it was just.. It was so quiet I couldn't stay awake" he groaned, which caused you to giggle.
"I love you so much" you giggled and turned your head up, perking your lips for a kiss but just as Gwilym was about to touch his lips to yours another heart-breaking cry could be heard throughout your house.
"Oh.. I'll get her," you said, unwrapping yourself from his arms and walking towards your crying daughter.
You heard Gwilym follow right behind you and he just managed to overtake you as you walked into the nursery. He bend down and picked up your crying daughter and immediately started to rock her in his arms, gently shushing her.
He stayed like that for a while, while you stood right behind him, running your hand up and down his back to comfort him.
"Baby I think she might be hungry. It's been.. A little over two hours since her last feed." you said pulling down the strap of your shirt, making easy access for your breast.
"I think you might be right" he yawned. He handed your daughter over to you once you had gotten your breast out and she immediately latched on and started drinking the milk.
"You're.. Incredible" Gwilym whispered absolutely awestruck.
You softly smiled up at him and softly run your fingertips over the soft head of your daughter.
Gwilym placed his finger under your chin and gently made you look up at him.
"I love you" he simply said and softly smiled. Pure adoration and love were beaming out of his tired eyes as he looked down at you.
"Mm, love you more" you softly replied, melting into his touch.
He gently placed a kiss against your lips, softly moaning into it.
The feeling of his lips against yours made you squeeze your daughter just a little tighter, suddenly feeling very overwhelmed and thankful for everything you had.
"My amazing girls. My wonderful, beautiful, amazing girls" he cooed, directing his attention down to your daughter.
You took the opportunity to kiss his forehead now that he was slightly bent over, which made both of you softly chuckle.
"I'll go sit down with her, okay? Could you maybe tidy the living room and the kitchen? Maybe without falling asleep this time?" you teased, capturing his lips in a kiss as he turned his head up to look at you.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah - very funny" he mocked, kissing you right back.
"I love you babe," you said as he left the room and you went over to the side of your daughter's crib to sit down in the rocking chair.
"I love you - always" he laughed back.
