Christmas Calendar 2016 » December the 24th:
↳ Baby's First Christmas (5/5)
It's with an arching heart and a teary smile on my face that I say a final goodbye to this whole series. It's been such an amazing journey and this was definitely the kick start of my blog, something I will proudly look back at and smile. Thank you so much from the bottom of my heart, I can't express my happiness for all the readers that have been a part of this. It's always hard to say goodbye but how am I so blessed to have something so amazing to say goodbye to? I will be missing this, there is no doubt but it's a miss I can always look back at and relive once again.
Endless thank you's to all of you. I hope you've loved this as much as I have.
All the love, Julie
Luke:
"You really were hungry, huh?" You quietly mumbled while rocking back and forth slowly on the mattress, enjoying the peaceful silence while the faint sound of people chatting and laughing echoed in the background. Small cute grunts were coming from William as he peacefully attached to your nipple, having to wait until you had finished the first part of the dinner before you could excuse yourself and seek hide into Luke's old bedroom. It was amazing to see how much it looked the same. The pink speakers standing by the bookcase above his bed, the old webcam above his computer and newspaper cutouts from their first ever gig in the band. It was bringing lots of memories back and right in the moment you couldn't stop smiling. "Am I interrupting something?" Looking towards the door that was half opened by Luke poking his head inside, a sigh came from your lips and you shook your head. "We just needed a small pause from everything." Luke smiled softly by your words and opened the door fully to walk inside, making sure to shut it in order to avoid the loud noises coming from his family downstairs. "And also, someone was very hungry." You added, caressing your thumb over his forehead and looked over at Luke when he adjusted his red tie and took a seat beside you on his old bed. You could tell just by the way he was looking around that memories were floating back to his mind, the smile on his face only growing when looking over at his bulletin board with old frames and pictures. "You remember that?" He pointed carefully and you followed his finger. "That picture was taken on Christmas Eve, 2003." A wide smile came to your face by the memory, the picture being you and Luke wearing Christmas hats that were definitely too big for your heads. "We were so determined to celebrate Christmas together that our parents had to host a brunch in the morning to make sure we would at least be together and decorate a Christmas tree." Luke nodded his head in agreement and leaned his head against yours, looking down at your son for a short moment before he pressed his lips against your forehead. "My mum just mentioned from that day she was sure we would end up together. She mentioned that I had used literally three weeks trying to save up for this fluffy seal from the kids store but I never managed to buy it." Your eyes widened by his explanation, seeing him fiddle with your baby blanket and a blush came to his cheeks. "Kind of lame, right?" "No." You replied in a soft tone, smiling up at him while continuing to caress your son's forehead. "It's really cute. You never told me that." He looked down at his lap while smiling, the blush on his cheeks only increasing by you keeping on staring at him. It was such a sweet gesture, especially because you weren't that old back then. "I actually bought you a Christmas present." He announced, changing the subject, but before you could protest saying that you had been agreeing that you wouldn't give each other presents, he silenced you. "I know that we agreed not to do this but I don't care. The past year has been somehow a rollercoaster for us and you've been such a fighter I couldn't be more proud of you. You gave me the gift of an amazingly healthy baby boy that I don't think I'll ever be able to thank you enough for. You're my star, you're the girl I want to spend with for the rest of my life. So I bought you something not only you can enjoy, but also something our son can." It was a suspicious smile that came to your face by his words but it only became wider when Luke pulled up a toy seal he had been hiding under the sheets, and to see your reaction he couldn't stop laughing. "I hope it's acceptable, beautiful. I can't believe this is our first actual Christmas together. I love you." He smiled, wrapping his arm around your shoulder to pull you closer, making sure that he wouldn't disturb the breastfeeding. Looking up at him with a warm smile lingering on your face you couldn't stop giggling because of his cute behavior, this was so typical Luke, it was so typical your best friendship, your relationship and your new way of being parents. "I love you too, Luke. Thank you for the best Christmas of my life so far shared with happy memories and loved ones." You whispered, already smiling into the kiss that he had pulled you into and started to giggle, affecting him and messing up the kiss completely.
Calum:
"You gotta open ours, you gotta open ours!" The boys chanted in between each other, creating a horrible mess of different voices yelling in the tour bus and confusion written on Alex' face by the sounds. He couldn't even understand which uncle to look at, his Calum orbs looking between Michael and Luke who definitely seemed to be yelling the loudest. "If you don't open ours now we won't shut out mouths before the end of this tour." Ashton chirped in over the noise and gave a more peaceful tone back into the otherwise really small kitchen. With all the decorations, the Christmas tree standing in the middle of the table along with Christmas presents everywhere and food, it was quiet difficult to even go to the bathroom. Even the whole floor was filled with wrapping paper from when you had been opening your presents, being too lazy from eating to find a black bag and put everything into it. It almost looked worse than New Year's Eve and you hadn't even gotten to that yet. "Which one is from all of you?" You questioned while scanning the kitchen counter with presents, definitely assuming it was the biggest one of them all, being horribly packed in and if you thought back you remembered Luke had been the one to do it in the back 'secretly'. "Of course it's the big one!" Michael exclaimed too impatient to wait for you to stand up and get it so he pushed past Luke in the small booth to hurry towards it, not spilling a single second before it was placed right in front of your faces. Calum's eyes widened as well by the sudden action, his tongue resting between his lips and a skeptical expression taking over his beautiful face features. It wasn't a shock that he was very curious about the gift, yet, also very nervous because when it came to the boys and their credit cards, he had a small fear inside of him. You on the other hand were just as excited as Michael was from getting it open, taking Alex from Calum's lap so he could help open the presents. Being five months old and all that didn't really mean he understood what was going on, but he was definitely good at reaching out to take off some of the paper and put it into his mouth. It was almost as if the boys were too impatient with the unwrapping, Michael's foot tapping up and down against the table and making everything shake. You were still left confused when getting the package open completely, seeing a big brown box without any direction to what it was or some sort of font. "It's a baby swing!" Ashton cheered as the first one and reversed the box 180 degrees, allowing you both to see the large picture of a baby blue swing printed on. "We've already tested it out and hung up hooks between the bunks so we can hang it up every time we want." Luke explained and stood up from his seat along with the others, already having the package opened again and the blue swing being pulled up along with Styrofoam. You barely got a word said before Michael had taken Alex out of Calum's hands to test it out, eyes wide to the new sudden thing making you and Calum sit for a short moment to take everything that had just happened. "Should we see?" He questioned after a minute of staring at each other, a smile growing on his face and gently tucked on your hand. You both moved out from the booth and pushed past the scattered papers to get to where the others were, seeing how they had already hung up the swing and prepared Alex for it. You stood quietly while watching, hands coming up to touch your chin as they placed him down on the swing carefully to make sure no injuries would happen, and the biggest smile came to his face when Michael slowly started to swing it back and forth. "Oh my god," Your voice was small but Calum still heard. "He loves it." A deep chuckle came from him in agreement, a hand coming down to touch the smaller part of your back, tucking you into his warm chest. "I told you I would do everything to make it the best Christmas possible." Removing your eyes from the cute little scene in front of you your eyes met with his. His cheeks were rosy from the heat inside yet he had the biggest smile so far on his face. It was contagious and when he placed his lips against your forehead you couldn't stop doing it yourself. He was right. What a blessing Christmas.
Michael:
"She has really gotten into this crawling thing, hasn't she?" Karen commented and scanned Celeste wiggling her body back and forth towards her toy blanket, a large red bow on top of her head making a mini ponytail of the dark blonde hair she had. You removed your eyes from the plate of Christmas cooking in front of you to take a look towards where Celeste was heading, smiling softly and giggled out loud. "It's this new talent she has picked up. I don't know how she does it but every day she gets better and better. At first she only moved her bum but now she has taught herself to use both arms and legs to move forward. We need to make some serious baby changes at home because she picks up everything now including the guitar picks hidden under the couch." Karen smiled joyfully by your words, watching as Celeste once again tried to crawl towards the Christmas tree, Michael grabbing her and placing her back right in front of him where he was sitting on the carpet. "Maybe you should start cleaning up your mess, son." Michael's father commented with a smirk on his face, looking over at his son with a teasing smile but Michael shook his head. "Don't worry dad that I've got all the control I need. See?" Michael smirked and grabbed Celeste once again when she tried to crawl, holding her against her will and placed her back on his lap. It was this new game they had created, Michael being the most amused. He had decided having the Celeste crawling duty call, hurrying towards wherever she heads, it was such a good thing you had gotten plastic ornaments because otherwise they would have fallen down from the tree and crash the second her small hand would wrap around a spruce. "Just let her, Michael." His grandmother commented from the kitchen next to you, taking out a large Christmas ham with honey that she had been preparing all morning. "No because if I do she'll start opening every single present that she can come near. I don't know who taught her that but it might be the beautiful lady standing next to you." Your cheeks blushed in a deep shade of red when all eyes fell on you. "I'm sorry but I gave in this morning. We're giving her so many presents so it's okay that she opened one this morning!" "Which have made her completely obsessed." Michael finished for you, his eyes glancing towards the presents before his grandmother spoke up again. "Just give her the silver package over there, it's a small one and it'll keep her entertained." Michael nodded his head in okay and let go of Celeste, but also making sure that she would be crawling the right direction. "It's been a while since we've had kids at Christmas Eve but I was prepared." She nudged your shoulder with a wink when walking past you to place the ham onto the nicely decorated Christmas table, the rest of Michael's relatives sitting and chatting or watching Celeste head towards the wrong package. "No not that one, this one princess." Michael removed her again so she was heading the right direction, changing course from being towards a big one to the rather small silver one. It was like time froze completely as you watched them, leaning your body against the doorframe to the living room and sighed softly. This was perfect. This was all you wanted for her, for you as a little family. First Christmas was a special thing, you had always been reading that on websites for young mothers and just in general. The books said it, even Michael's mother commented on it. Celeste might not be able to remember anything of it but there would be pictures, movies and frames for her to watch and enjoy when she would become older. All those memories that you could think back to, a night that was so simple yet so perfect you wouldn't have it any other way. The way she was looking up so amazingly happy at her father as they partnered up to open the silver package seemed like the most exciting thing ever, she didn't even care what was in it, she just enjoyed the fun of it. You had almost zoned out completely but that was when you caught eye contact with Michael, the smile growing on his face when you realized you had been zoning out on him. He was holding onto Celeste while she had whatever present in her hand that seemed like a stuffed toy, eyes so smiley like his face you couldn't stop doing it yourself. "Merry Christmas gorgeous." He mouthed, looking between the two of you ever so lovingly. "Both of you. My princesses."
Ashton:
"Well first of all I'd like to welcome you all, thank you for showing up today. I know some of you have travelled far considering we live at the east coast, but we appreciate every single one of you here." Ashton had a glass in his hand while the other was holding onto your shoulder indicating that he was speaking for the both of you, the twins placed in each their baby chairs by the end of the table. Lauren was sitting on the other side so she could make sure Cloe wouldn't fall down, playing with a piece of toy to distract her from what else was going on. "And I sure hope this is gonna be the best Christmas Eve you've been to as this is the first one Y/N and I are hosting. We've always been at my mum's so we sincerely hope we can live up to her standards. Cheers and dig in. We're not letting you out until everything is eaten." Ashton rose the glass of champagne in the air along with everyone else around the massively long table that seemed to cover up your whole living room, you were amazed how you had managed to decorate it. "Nice speech." You grinned when he took a seat back at his chair, a sigh coming from his lips and he looked down at you almost as if he hadn't heard you. "What? Oh yeah it was amazing wasn't it?" He sarcastically replied but still smiled all over his face, kissing your cheek gently. "You can practice every year, from now on you'll be the host until one of the others get kids." His mom commented while sipping on her glass of red wine, laughing all over her face by Ashton's reaction. "Well I certainly hope one of the others get triplets then because otherwise I can't see any reason to it." He picked up a few potatoes with the spoon that had been passed by to him, making sure to put a few on your plates too before passing it by to his uncle. "Otherwise you can let the Mrs. do it." Lauren commented with spoon in her hand, feeding Cloe with some porridge. "No, no I'll let the Mr. Irwin do that, he did it perfectly fine." You mumbled with wide eyes, giggling when Ashton decided to pinch your side and accepted bread being served in a basket. "We'll do it together." Ashton stated with a nod, looking down at you in confirm and you hummed in agreement, giving in. "I mean, I think we can survive everything. We managed to make the twins and they seem to work it out pretty well. I'm proud of us." He said more quietly, leaning his lips against your hair so you were able to hear what he had to say. "I'm also very proud of us. We finally got the life we've always wanted when we were young. Remember how we used to play all this out in your old playhouse? Now it's suddenly reality." You whispered back, seeing how his face expression changed slowly, the dimple in his cheek becoming deeper the wider he smiled. "I can't believe this is it." He ran a hand through his curly locks and took a look around, his smile becoming even wider when he saw how everyone was having a good time. His family was having fun, laughing at each other and having a good time. The Christmas tree was sparkling in the background with the beautifully lights turned on, the stocking of the twins names along with yours hanging above the bonfire. He had to take a moment to just appreciate everything going on around him because if he looked back years ago he wouldn't have imagined it. He had wished for nothing else but this for Christmas and after years of pay off, he suddenly had all he ever wanted in life. The perfect night, the perfect kids and the best wife he could wish for. "I'm so happy I don't even know how to describe it." He whispered back after zoning out completely, his tongue resting between his lips looking down at you. "I'm happy too." You replied, leaning your head against his shoulder and just heard everything around you. It had been harsh planning all of this especially with the twins but you managed to get through it to perfection. You really needed a nap after this but now you just needed to enjoy the perfect moment. And your head lifted when Ashton clinked against his champagne glass once again, catching everyone's attention. "This just gonna be the last one I promise." He giggled and grinned contagiously. "But I just wanted to say this from the heart. Thank you and a Merry Christmas. This wouldn't be anything without any of you. My wonderful family."