"Where to first, darl?"

The baby strapped to Simon's chest spits and gurgles, kicking little socked feet energetically and waving tiny hands. He gently takes the six month old's hands in one of his to keep them still, rubbing the soft skin with a thumb as he watches you look around at all the shops. He'd promised you a 'mommy makeover' now that you're finally feeling more yourself postpartum, and took it upon himself to pay for any and everything you wanted on this little shopping trip. Just one day you didn't have to carry the baby and put your back out, or deal with sore nipples from breastfeeding, you could just think about yourself and have a fun shopping spree for whatever self-care or makeup you wanted.