Rita, Iain and Phoebe
Rita was upstairs getting changed while Iain fed Phoebe downstairs. Today was the day that they were going to meet Iain's mother and sister. It was a strange feeling for Rita as family get-together's had never really been her thing.
She stood in front of the mirror finishing her make-up. Looking at her reflection she watched herself sit down on the end of the bed. She wasn't sure how long she sat there like that just staring into the mirror but she was bought round from a cooing Phoebe. "There she is… There's your crazy Mummy." Iain walked in smiling towards the tiny blonde sitting on the end of the bed next to her.
Iain gently nudged Rita who smiled as he did so. "Stop thinking about it. I promise you today will be alright, okay?" She nodded as he stood up and began changing Phoebe. "Do you think they'll think we did all this too soon? I mean moving in, having a baby-" "What's it matter if they do… We're happy, aren't we? That's all that matters to me." She smiled standing up and joining him looking down at their beautiful baby girl.
It was about an hour from Holby before they arrived. Rita got out and started getting Phoebe out of the back of the car when she heard a females voice from outside. "Iain? Oh it's so good to see you. So where is she?" Rita paused for a moment, worried that all they were interested in was seeing Phoebe… Of course they would be, but she felt like a spare part being here right now.
Rita carried Phoebe around to the other side of the car and smiled to the older woman standing with Iain. "Is this her?" She nodded towards where Rita was standing who just smiled over. "Mum, this Phoebe-" "I thought you said her name was Rita?" Iain smiled as he looked over at his Mum who laughed. "It's wonderful to finally meet you Rita, Iain's told me so much about you. I'm Claire, and Jessica is inside." Rita smiled back "It's lovely to meet you… This, this is Phoebe." Rita smiled moving the blanket down slightly to show her daughter's face.
Everyone moved inside and sat down. Iain walked into the room and found his sister waiting in there. "Iain, Mum said you were coming around today!" She wrapped her arms around him as soon as she saw him and was reluctant to let go. "Alright Jess, let a guy breath… This is Rita my girlfriend and my daughter Phoebe." Jess looked around him to the small lady walking in with a baby. "Jesus you weren't lying, I really am an Auntie." Iain rolled his eyes as she walked towards her niece. "Would you like to hold her?" Jessica looked up at Rita and smiled as she was handed the small bundle. "She's adorable, how the hell are you her father!?" Rita let out a laugh as Iain looked hurt at the comments his sister made. "Always good to be back Jess, thanks."
The afternoon passed quickly with several conversations which embarrassed Iain more and more as they went on. Rita was desperately trying to stop herself from laughing but it seemed Iain just did stupid things when he was younger. "I can't believe I'm really a grandmother. She's the most beautiful girl in the world too." Rita smiled looking over at her daughter.
Slowly it was becoming evening and Rita was anxious to get home. She was tired and wanted to finally be back in her bed again. Iain had noticed her looking worn out and decided to begin making his excuses for them to leave. "Right Mum, I'd love to stay and talk all night but we better get back. Phebe's will be getting tired and we gotta put her down. How about you both come over soon, we can go out for the afternoon?" Rita smiled as his mother agreed and begun their goodbyes.