Love Always Wins

69

Wednesday July 29th.

Seb rubbed his eyes as he woke up to the sound of a crying baby yet again, lifting his head from the pillow he spotted his wife as she walked around the room, patting Luis softly on his back and sushing him at the same time, trying to soothe him and stop his tiny tears. At six days old, it already felt like he'd been here forever and with both sets of proud grandparents here, they'd all settled into some sort of a routine that included lots of cuddles, lots of feeds, lots of nappy changing and not a lot of sleep. He checked the time on his phone, it was just gone six am, who needs an alarm clock when you have a new baby in the house? Switzerland was encountering something of heatwave right now and the uncomfortably sticky night last night had meant that Luis had had one of his worst nights so far in terms keeping them both awake with his crying and poor Chloe had been beside herself worrying about whether he was too hot or if he'd actually got a temperature and was feeling poorly. Nothing seemed to have worked in terms of soothing him, even cuddles from daddy had failed. Feeling more tired now than when he'd actually gone to bed in the first place, Seb threw the duvet back and got out of bed to go to his overwrought looking wife. If it wasn't for their parents being here then he would have been seriously worried about leaving her to cope on her own when he left to catch his flight to England later today.
"Pass him here, let me take him downstairs so that you can catch up on some sleep." He said quietly, giving her a comforting rub on her shoulder.

"Are you sure? You look just as knackered as I feel." She replied, feeling worried about Seb and how this could affect him for this weekend.

"I can sleep on the plane and catch up when I get to the motorhome at the circuit too, right now you need the sleep more than I do." He kissed her forehead. "Promise me you'll let everyone help you while I'm away."

"I promise." She carefully passed Luis over to Seb. "He might be due a feed in about an hour, if he starts to home in on your nipples then you'll have to bring him back up here." She added, somehow managing to joke despite how she felt.

"I will. Maybe you should think about expressing some milk or swapping a few of his feeds for formula then other people can take on some of the feeding and you can rest more." He said thoughtfully as headed towards the door.

"Ok, I'll think about it." She climbed back into bed, already the guilt was starting to seep in because she wasn't doing everything for Luis and Seb was taking him downstairs to give her break because he obviously thought she couldn't cope. It seemed that everything she tried to do, he could already do a million times better. Even the way he held Luis, cradling him in just one arm, looked effortless and confident. It was easy to see who'd had more practice when it came to newborn babies.

"Stop worrying and get some sleep." He said pointedly, able to see that her mind was racing. "I love you."

"I love you too." She sighed as she forced herself to lay down.

Happy that was she resting and would probably get a little more sleep, Seb stepped out and closed the door behind him. He made his way downstairs and once he got into the lounge, he was surprised to see that the curtains were already open, he wondered who else Luis had kept awake last night, the whole house maybe? By the time he got into the kitchen Luis had stopped crying and he grabbed a glass from the cupboard to run himself a glass of water to take back through into the lounge.

"Morning, thought you'd be dressed by now." Heikki remarked as he emerged from the gym carrying resistance bands and hand weights.

"What are you doing here?" Seb asked as he turned on the cold tap and then picked up the glass to hold underneath it.

"We said training at six-thirty, remember?"

"No, we said I'd up at six-thirty." He disagreed, putting the glass down and then turning the tap off.