In which Symere believes that he's isn't a good fit to his newborn son.
Includes: •fluff
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Symere POV:
Everyday it's like this. Waking up, try to take our baby, doing my best resulting ending with nothing.
I put my best effort trying to take care of his screams and crys, every motive I do don't helps at all. I feel like I'm doing bad as parent, like I'm doing the wrong thing to provide for my son.
It seems like that because Rakim is the only person to get him quiet, real quiet. Makes be feel like I'm not good enough.
I zoned out my thoughts when I heard screams from Brandon cry, making me quickly jump out my seat.
I went into his bedroom, walking to looking inside his crib. I picked him up, crying to calm him down.
"Mommy is here.." I said, cradling him. I walked downstairs to the kitchen to get his bottle.
He likes his milk cold so I started feeding him, stilling not making him stop crying. I panicked like I always do, so I got his pacifier.
Rocky yawned, seeing me panicking all over the place. "You need help-"
"No Rocky, I'm fine seriously."
He shrugged, still watching me. I flipped him and burped him, him still crying.
I sighed, going over the couch to sit, my feet was hurting. I rocked him, the whole room was drowning in cries.
I tried all different ways and it wasn't working. I laid him in the rocker, letting him cry even more.
Rocky sighed, coming over to us. He took Brandon, rocking him quiet. I bit my lip, going into the bedroom.
I started crying, I didn't know what to do at all. I felt like trash, I couldn't calm him down at all. Rocky knocked on the door, seeing me in a mess.
"Symere it's okay..." He bent down, wiping my tears.
"No I couldn't calm down my son." I sniffed, leaning on his shoulder.
"I feel like trash. You don't understand Rocky." I looked in his eyes.
"I understand Symere and that's why we doing this together." He intertwine our hands together, kissing it.
"That's why I married you, your my everything. I know you was the one when I met you."
I slightly smiled, hugging him. "Let's get you some sleep."
"Why?" I said, yawning.
"You've been up since 4am, you need some sleep. Take a nap." He lifted me up, laying me in the bed.
I kissed him multiple times, letting him cuddle with me before I fell asleep.
