Blessed Nest Nursing Pillow Novels & Stories

He told himself it wasn’t because he suddenly got nervous but deep down, he knew it wasn’t true. She was so deeply in sleep that all she felt was something hard against her head. She moved her hands around until she found a pillow and then hugged it. To her disappointment, the pillow was rather hard but it would make do. Enkeli always found it easier to fall asleep while hugging a pillow than without, it brought her a strange sense of comfort as if she had support and someone was with her. She preferred to buy huge soft stuffed toys for this exact purpose.

Zoe had set up a sleeping frame for Vix, the one that the hospital had recommended, and she’d also bought several huge pillows. Ice found an oversized t-shirt, one with a wide neck that got over the brace without catching on it, and limb by limb, he worked Vix’s body into the soft material.

"Nate brought everything she would need for a few days." Honey smiled faintly, thinking of Nate's efficiency. She had been with Brittany and the doctor when Nate had arrived and she hadn’t seen him. "Thank him for me, will you. What did he buy anyway? I can’t imagine Nate buying women’s clothing." "Clothes, toiletries, those weird pregnancy pillow things. Apparently his sister had one when she was pregnant." Grayson brushed hair from her forehead with gentle fingers. "Your father's staff will look after her, and she has Amanda tonight to make her feel safe."

The bedding is lux and there are more playful animals and extra, folded, ecru satin-quilted blankets. I have no doubt there is a wired sound and surveillance system for tranquil music and 24/7 monitoring. I also spy a flat screen for playing movies and videos. Nick has probably even ordered a gaming platform, regardless of this being a nursery. He’ll be several steps ahead of and well-prepared for an overachiever. The waterworks return. How could they not? Nick has every detail nailed, including built in bookshelves that are stocked with children’s books in multiple languages. A dresser, a mirrored-door armoire, a diaper-changing station—all matching the style of the royal crib.

She had dragged our matrass to the living room, got a bunch of pillows from god knows where, and placed them everywhere. How many pillows does this woman have? It’s fucking insane, but it’s also cute as fuck. She made a nest or something out of the bed. Pillows everywhere, and she tucked me in with a very soft and fluffy blanket. She tucked me in! Like I was a fucking child, yet I loved it. Then, she made me breakfast in bed, and when I complained about the crumbs in our bed, she said she’d change the sheets before we’d go to bed at night. River and Rose joined me in bed for a bit before they got dressed and started to play.

Still, exhaustion isn’t enough to get us off to dreamland when getting Ella comfortable enough to rest is a nightly struggle. The nest is a blessing, as the incredible abundance of pillows surrounding her on all sides can easily be shifted and fluffed to perfectly cradle her precious form – the difficulty is figuring out where I fit into the cozy retreat. Most of the time Ella just treats me as an extra large body pillow. More than once, I’ve woken in the middle of the night to find her sneakily trying to rearrange my limbs to her liking. Each time I’ve told her to simply wake me so I can help, or to turn the light on for her late night bathroom trips so she doesn’t risk running into somethi

“That’s right, so you get all comfortable with your cock-blocking pregnancy pillow, and I’ll get you started on lesson one.” I throw my head back and laugh at his cock-blocking pillow comment. He hates the thing, since it puts a divider between us, but I’m on the stage where I can’t sleep without it. When I first brought it home when I was pregnant with Landon, he called it cheating and tried to get rid of it, but when he saw how much it helped me, he begrudgingly let it go. Now he just forces his way between its ‘U’ shaped design with me when he wants. As long as I have the pillow under my belly a bit and between my legs, I’m fine with it.

"And we brought reinforcements. Knox insisted on the sugar, and Dmitri—well, I think he bought the whole baby aisle at the store." ​Dmitri stepped forward, his massive frame making the small room feel like a closet. He cleared his throat, his gaze flicking toward the bassinet with a look of extreme reverence. He held out the blanket. "It is soft. I checked. Five times." ​Mila laughed, her eyes filling with happy tears. "Thank you, Dmitri. It’s beautiful."

He rested her head on his chest and he wound his arm around her. He covered their naked bodies with his black colored comforter. “Good night, baby!” He said as he tightened his arm around her protectively and placed a chaste kiss on her hairline. Ayra just hummed before drifting into a deep slumber.

"This is the emergency?" "Life or death, babe." He looked at both. "Cactus has character. Narwhal is whimsical." "Right? I can't decide." He picked up both. "We'll get both of them." She gasped. "You beautiful man." He bowed. "Your indecision is my command." Two carts later, they'd gathered: Three packs of organic bamboo diapers Five animal-shaped hooded towels A lullaby-singing bottle warmer A white noise machine that simulated the womb sound