Title: Daughter 1/1
Author: Sashaplusone / Themayorsdirtylittlesecret
Pairing: Swan Queen. Regina/Emma
Disclaimer: Not mine.
I look down at my baby girl. She is so perfect. I can't help but smile as her eyelids flutter in her sleep. I hold my breath hoping that she doesn't wake up. She sighs slightly before resuming her constant breathing pattern. My eyes glide down her small face to her lips which are curled up slightly in the faintest of smiles. I look over to her ears which are so small. She had gotten them pierced today. The light fragments catch in the stone and sparkle brightly in the light. I move my gaze down to the onesie she is wearing. It has soft pastels and little lambs on it. I take a risk at lightly trailing my hand down her back. For some reason I love to do this. She seems to like it too as she coos in her sleep. I smile to myself as my fingers dance over the curve of her diaper, and down to her bare legs. Her skin is unbelievably soft. I continue my path down until I reach the pads of her feet. I mentally count each and every one of her toes. I do this often, as if they may disappear. I move my hand back to her hands; I am amazed at how small they are, each having a tiny fingernail. I lean down and place a soft kiss on her hand, and one on the top of her head. I can't believe she is mine. Up until last month I didn't understand the love that can come with biological motherhood. I always wondered to myself if it was an immediate love, and it is. Even before I saw her I was completely in love with her. Now that I look at her, lying here sleeping I am in awe at home much I love her. I want to give her so much, and protect her from anything I can, as all mothers do, but it seems like I want it more because it is something that means so much to me.
I think back to when I first found out I was pregnant. I wasn't feeling well, and took rest of the night off, seeing as how I wasn't much use anyway. I drove myself home, and collapsed into bed. A familiar voice turned to me asking me if I was alright, her voice low from sleep. I turned to look into the green eyes before taking off to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before emptying my stomach. I felt cool hands on my heated skin brushing my hair away from my face, rubbing my back soothingly. Once the ordeal was over, I looked up into a smiling face, "You're pregnant."
Fast forward ten months and here I am, amazed at the sleeping beauty before my eyes. I don't want to disturb her sleeping but I am excited each and every time she wakes, her brown eyes shining with curiosity at the new things around her.
"Baby, you're going to wake her up." Emma says quietly, kneeling on the carpet, wrapping her arms around me from behind.
"I'm just watching her." I whisper, laying my hand on her back again.
"…and touching." She says with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"She likes it, watch." I say gently running my fingers along her tiny spine. A slight smile spreads across her small lips. "Look, she likes it!" I say excitedly.
Emma beams standing up, pulling me to her with one hand.
"I love you."
"I love you too. Now let her be, Henry will be home soon and he will want to play with her." Emma says as she rests her forehead against mine.
"I know. I can't wait." I say kissing her deeper.
"New moms…" she grumbles sarcastically, as she leads me out of the room. I look over my shoulder, stealing a glance at the sleeping child before walking out of view, a smile gracing my lips.