Amanda Pov

I was bloody wreaked, like I was unconscious for a good couple of hours, but when I 'woke up', (I put that in quotations here as it didn't feel like sleep to me at all, ya know), well Danny was holding Sammy, and it was the most adorable thing that I'd ever seen, (even if the reality of us being totally responsible for a little human hit me real hard), it could've been the hormones talking though, (which was not fun, but I can't do shit about it now).

I'm going to sound like a proper sap when I say this, (that or I'm not used to how emotions work due to growing up in care), but seeing Danny holding Sammy just made me feel all warm and motherly and shit, (as you do I guess), I don't know if that was the hormones from giving birth or what, (as that can actually happen), but what can ya do, other than like get some sleep while I could, (that was if insomnia let me sleep though).

"Hey Baby, I love you so much, (sighs softly), you know, I used to think that parents were lying when they said that they would do anything for their child, but how wrong was I, eh?, (kisses forehead)"

I think I fell back to sleep, (which was surprising as the hospital bed was fucking lumpy as shit, and uncomfortable as shit), (yes, I said 'as shit' at the end of both of those things, fucking sue me Karen), as the next thing that I remember was that it was a couple of hours later, as the sun had started to rise again, (a weird detail for me to remember here I know, but fucking sue me Karen), the sunrise was very pretty, (yes, that was a weird observation for me to make while half asleep, but fucking sue me Karen if you're going to be an arsehole about it dear).

"How did you sleep Babe?"
"I slept alright, though I still feel like a shit ton of rocks hit me"
"Well you did just give birth Babe, I'm glad you slept though"
"Did you sleep Danny?"
"In bits and pieces"
"Is Sammy ok?"
"Yeah she's ok"

I was still so bloody tired and I didn't know why exactly that was, (well I still don't know why but what can you do except just move on from it), but I wasn't falling asleep here, (even though I was actually wreaked here, well at least not yet), I didn't move from the hospital bed though as I was sore all over, (and that was not fucking fun, let me tell ya), (I mean no shit Clara, giving birth was fucking hard).

"Fuck I feel sore"
"Do you want me to get-"
"No no, that probably won't help with the pain"
"Ok, uh, do you need anything?"
"No no, I'm ok, I'm just tired is all"
"Get some rest Babe"
"Ok, I'll try, but I'm not making any promises"
"Ok Babe"

So I fell back to sleep, (surprisingly since I'm an actual insomniac here Darling), (yes, I was in the hospital for a while after giving birth to Sammy as I was fucking sore, and I think something happened while giving birth but I don't remember shit about it), I'm not sure if it actually helped me or not but I was a little less tired than I had been, so there was that going for me here I guess, (though that wasn't going to last very long with the insomnia here).

This cycle of me waking up and falling asleep again continued until I left the hospital, which I was surprised at because I don't usually sleep outside of my own bed, (actuallyI barely sleep in that), (though giving birth is tiring as fuck, I remember that much).

So Danny was driving us home from the hospital, as I was still a bit sore, (yeah no shit Clara, you had just given birth there), I was still kind of tired but I didn't think too much of it, because as an insomniac, I was always fucking tired, (though that was not the case, but I'm gonna keep a pin on that for now Babes).

"You feeling ok there Babe?"
"Yeah yeah, I'm ok, I'm just a bit tired is all"
"Ok"

So we got home, (as that was the plan here), I somehow fell asleep yet again, (please don't ask me how as I don't fucking know), (though my sleep did go back to my normal not long after I got home from the hospital, so weirdly I was thankful for that), and it wasn't like I had a small nap, no, I slept for like 8 hours, (which was fucking nuts to me).