Cherishing Love.

Chapter 1

Florence Amelia Matheson.
Sasha and Christian Matheson announce daughter's adorable name~ Daily Mail

Sasha's POV~

The sound of a high pitch cry jolts me out of my slumber as we are woken up yet again by Florence's cries for one of us. We had hoped that after four months she would have calmed down a little but you know what can you do? On the upside, she's reduced her waking up to once a night so I have to be thankful for small mercies I guess.

"Christian, she's awake"

Reaching behind me I tap Christian on whatever body part is there, the harder the better so that he will go see her but the man sleeps like the bloody dead, I mean, this man would be able to sleep through a gunfight if he had to. All I get in response is a sleepy grunt before he snuggles his head further into my shoulder.

Not looking like he is even going to wake up anytime soon, sighing, I toss his arm off that was wrapped around my waist and slide out of the bed. Padding into Florence's room, her cries have already calmed down and she is almost already asleep again. Had I known she would have put herself to sleep I would have stayed in bed.

Peering into her cot, I look down at her little face. I can't help but reach out and run a hand down the side o her face. In her sleep, she instinctively leans her head into my palm and my mouth curves up into a smile. Not wanting to wake her back up I place a small kiss on her forehead which is rather large at the moment given her lack of hair and quietly step away from her. Leaving the room to go back to sleep, I leave the door ajar so that the room doesn't get too warm.

Zombie walking my way back to our bedroom I fall face down onto the bed, my body absolutely exhausted. Christian's arms reach out and I let him pull me into his warm body. Head buried into his chest, I breathe in his scent as it washes over me.

"I love you" Christian places a small kiss on my head.

"And I love my sleep but we don't always get what we love" I mumble into his chest.

"Isn't it we don't always get what we want?"

"Shut up it's three am and I'm tired"

"Where has that party girl gone? Didn't you used to be up until four am causing a ruckus?"

"Yeah well, that stopped the day you swooped in and then got me knocked up just to ensure that I'm constantly sleep deprived and never able to go out for the rest of my life." I bite Christian just to prove how annoyed with him I am but that just serves to make him laugh even more. The fact is I haven't actually properly left the house to do anything much since before Florence was born and I'm starting to feel like a caged dog.

"Well I can't believe I am saying this but you need to go out with the girls" Christian rubbed his palms up and down my bare arms.

"I'd pass out on the way there"

"Alcohol solves everything you know"

"Will it put me to sleep now?" A yawn escapes me and I snuggle further into Christian's arms.

At some point during the night we both drifted off to sleep wrapped up in one another and the next time I wake up it is to the loud bang of someone bursting through the front door followed by the loud cries of Florence as she is ripped from her sleep. I would have been a lot more distressed if Bethany hadn't waltzed into our bedroom completely oblivious to the fact that she had woken Florence up.