I apologize in the delay of updating, I've had an excessive amount of exams to study for and a mass amount of assignments to hand in, but this semester is almost over so I'll be able to update daily…hopefully.
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"Mama?" Regina stopped her conversation with Kathryn and looked down at her son who had sleep walked his way down the stairs and into the lounge, oblivious to the room of guests that surrounded his mama.
"Did you have a good nap darling?" she placed on glass of sparkling apple juice on the coffee table and gently picked her son up from the floor. He nodded against her neck and plunged his thumb into his mouth.
"Hello my handsome nephew," Kathryn rubbed his back and smiled welcomingly at the toddler.
"Aunt Kat" he squealed delightfully and leapt from his mama's arms to his Aunt's.
Regina let out a groan at the deafening squeal but chuckled at his excitement.
"Have you been a good boy for your mama?" the older blonde rested her chin on the toddler's dusty brown hair and smiled as he cuddled himself up to her neck.
"Mama has baby," he said enthusiastically.
"Mama has a baby in her tummy, that's right," both woman chuckled at his statement.
"I fink it be a boy," he nodded.
"You think it's going to be a boy, Henry," Regina corrected him. He rolled his eyes and sighed, earning himself a light chuckle from his beloved Aunt as she saw a replica of Regina in the making.
"Mama's going to go get the food ready with Granny, okay? Stay here and have cuddles with Aunt Kat. Remember if you need the potty, ask," she leant over and kissed the little boy's cheek before departing from the company of her best friend and heading towards the kitchen.
Regina was sitting on the edge of the bed, her nightie tucked up just above her thighs as she gently massaged lotion into her calf's, humming light tune that her daddy used to sing to her when she was a little girl. She had been so relaxed she hadn't noticed Emma leaning against the doorway silently watching her.
"What are you doing darling?" she asked breathlessly as she lowered her leg and returned the lotion to her bedside table.
"Just admiring my beautiful wife," she smirked as she walked into the room. She crouched down in front of the brunette and squirted a dollop of lotion into her hand before picking up a slightly bruised foot and gently massaging it, "mom helped me clean up downstairs after everyone left, however I would like to know where you snuck off to."
Regina hummed contently at the feeling of someone else massaging her bruised and tender skin, "well our little boy woke up and wanted cuddles with his mama in mama's bed, so I had to wait until he fell asleep before I could transfer him back into his bed. As I was making my way downstairs, our little blossom decided that she didn't agree with what I had eaten so I had to make a dash to the bathroom and I just felt disgusting so I showered and got ready for bed."
Concerned and a little hurt that Regina hadn't come to her for help, Emma eased the foot to the floor, looking up at the brunette when she let out a disappointed growl at the loss of contact, "why didn't you call for me?"
"Because there's no need for you to stress about me bringing up the contents of my dinner now, is there?" she met the blonde's frown with an apologetic smile.
Emma sighed defeated, "no, I guess not."
"Hey," Regina leant down and captured her lover's soft lips in her own, "thank you for being concerned darling, but I'm a big girl. I'm alright."
Emma nodded before looking up with an excited grin.
"What?"
"You said 'our little blossom decided that she didn't agree', are we having a little girl?"
Regina chuckled, "I don't actually know."
"But you said 'she'?"
"I feel like it's a girl. I'm carrying differently than when I was with Henry, and I've been a lot sicker than I was with our little prince," she admitted.
"So it's just an inkling?"
"Indeed my love, but our appointment is at 10:30 tomorrow morning so we will be able to set in stone our suspicions and theories," she smiled as she helped the blonde up off the floor and onto the bed next to her. "Em?"
"Hmmmm?" Emma looked up in the brown eyes that captured her gaze and bit her lip.
"Do you want to dance?"
Emma erupted out in laughter, "you cannot be serious." As her laughing seized she noticed Regina nervously nibbling at her bottom lip, "oh, you're serious."
"I'll take that as a no then," she said quietly as she got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom.
"Hey, Gina," she followed her into the bathroom and wrapped her arms around Regina's abdomen from behind, "of course I'll dance with you," she tried to turn the brunette around in her arms but she remained staunch. "Baby, please," she said softly as she kissed the back of her neck, only when she felt a drop of water splash onto the back of her wrist did she realise why the brunette didn't want to turn around. "I'm sorry, I thought you were joking. I didn't mean to make you cry my love. I truly am sorry."
"It's not you, it's these hormones. I haven't been thinking straight, don't take it to hear dear," she turned in the blondes embrace to face her and captured hr lips in her own.
"Wait here," Emma pulled back and left the older woman to tend to her tear stained face as she departed from the room and made her way to the music room four doors down from their bedroom. Very rarely did she go into the room, but the few times that she has, she silently stood and watched Regina playing a light tune accompanying it with her beautiful voice as she lulled Henry to sleep. She turned on the light switch and the room came to life under the chandelier. The instruments that surrounded the dance floor which once belonged to Regina's father were surprisingly dustless. She shrugged and made her way to the record player on the far side of the room and put on a soft ballroom disc, filing the room with beautiful melodies that eased her tension away. She swayed her way over to another switch and flicked it, making the room glow bright with fairy-lights that ran their way across the skirting of the ceiling. She smiled before making her way back down the hall to retrieve Regina, flicking off the chandelier light on the way.
"Gina?" she gently knocked on the bathroom doorframe as she watched Regina combing the tangles out of her hair.
"Where did you sneak off to?" she put the comb back on the vanity and turned around.
"I set up our dance floor," she grinned excitedly and threw a hand out in Regina's direction.
Regina bit her lip and took the hand. Emma led the expectant mother towards the sound of the soft music, smiling as she caught glimpse of the brunettes smile. It had been a while since she had seen the glow of white teeth upon her lovers face. The past month had been brutal on the older woman, and despite Emma wanting to do anything and everything in her power to take away the pain, all she could do was hold back her hair as she cried into the porcelain bowl.
As they entered the grand room, she slowed down when she noticed Regina happily relax and slowly begin to sway side to side.
"Come here," Emma gently tugged on Regina's hand when they made it to the middle of the dance floor and pulled her close.
Regina swiftly placed one hand on the back of Emma's neck and another on her cheek as they slowly swayed to the music.
"Did I tell you that you look beautiful tonight my love?" Emma smiled honestly as she placed her hands on Regina's hips – she loved the way her curves had expanded slightly with the pregnancy.
Regina snorted, "I'm in my nightie dear," she shook her head chuckling, "and, I look and feel like a fat cow."
"Hey," Emma lifted her chin to meet her gaze, "in no way are you fat - "
"Look at me Emma!" she shouted defensively.
"No, you're not fat. You're bring new life into the world, and that alone is beautiful. Yeah, okay, maybe your hips have slightly widened, but that's so you can bring our little blossom into the world. And if you ask me, I quite appreciate what pregnancy has done to you," Emma purred.
Regina chuckled and stood on her tip toes and captured the blondes lips in her own, "where would I be without you?"
"Well childless, lonely, a virgi - " Regina silenced her with a kiss.
"I love you sheriff," Regina whispered as they softly swayed to the music.
"I love you too Madame Mayor," Regina leant forward and continued to sway her hips to the music as she nuzzled into the younger woman's neck.
"Mama!" Regina woke startled when the bed dipped suddenly and a giggle came from the weight that just jumped onto her legs.
"Inside voice son," Regina groaned.
"Good morning munchkin," Emma spoke softly, her voice raw with sleep.
"Ungry mama," he whined.
"I know you are honey," Regina said apologetically as she sat up, "how about morning cuddles and then mama will make you some pancakes."
Henry nodded and crawled his way up the brunette's legs and sat on her thighs.
"Be careful of mama's tummy munchkin," Emma hummed as the brunette ran her hand lovingly down her arm.
Henry leant down and placed a sweet kiss to his mama's growing tummy, "I wub oo."
Regina blushed contently and ran her fingers through his hair in awe at the sight, had she known he would have taken so lovingly to his sibling, she would have considered having one a long time ago.
"Mommy?" Henry sat up and looked at Emma.
"Yes munchkin?"
"Ow it um out?"
Regina chuckled and ran her fingers through his hair, "yes Emma, how does it come out?"
Emma bit her lip nervously trying to think of an appropriate answer for a three year old.
Regina shook her head trying to contain her laughter, "the baby comes out when it gets too big for its room. Do you remember when we changed you over from your crib to your big boy bed?" Henry nodded immensely, "well that's what happens to bubba. When she gets too big she'll come out of mama's tummy and be put into a crib."
He furrowed his brow in confusion as he tried to comprehend the information his mama had just given him as Regina looked at the blonde.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"Anything for you darling," Regina replied, leaning over and capturing the blondes lips in her own.
"Ungry!" Henry shouted.
"Okay, okay," Regina chuckled and pushed back the blanket, "let's go downstairs and make some breakfast."
"What are you thinking about?" Emma lifted a pale hand off the steering wheel and placed it on Regina's knee.
"Names," the brunette pulled her gaze away from the window and smiled at the blonde.
"This morning you called our baby 'she'," Emma said honestly, "do you really think it's a girl?"
Regina blushed at the memory as her sentence came back to her; "when she gets too big she'll come out of mama".
"I mean, I wouldn't mind another little boy to play rough and tumble with, but I'd love to have snuggles with a little princess, not that your snuggles aren't good enough but I would just really like a gir - " her rambling was cut short when Regina gently squeezed her knee.
"Sweetie, you're rambling."
Emma's cheeks tainted a dark crimson and she dipped her head, "sorry."
"Mama?"
Regina swivelled in her seat to face the toddler, "what's the matter my little prince?" she asked with a smile.
"Why we at da wospital?" he asked his eyes filling with tears. He hadn't had a visit to the hospital ward for two weeks, that's the longest time he's ever been away from the illness centre.
"Oh sweetheart," Regina leant over and took his little hand into hers, "we're going to see the little baby in mama's tummy my sweets."
"No needles?"
"No," Regina tried to smile reassuringly, "no needles darling."
"Pwomise?" he tucked his upper lip into his bottom one and pouted the bottom one to make it look like he was crying.
"I promise darling. No needles, no tests and no doctors," she lifted his little hand to her lips and kissed it softly.
"Ucky lickstick!" he squealed and giggled.
"We're here," Emma chimed from the driver's seat as she pulled into the parking lot.
"Let's go see our new addition to our family huh?" she kinked an eyebrow and smirked as Henry nodded excitedly.