Having a second child with Simon was a given. You both wanted at least three. So near your beloved baby boys first birthday you started trying for a baby and shortly discovered you are pregnant!

Eight long months have passed and your now heavy and sore with your baby girl. Noah, your son, has yet to grasp the full extent of what it means to have a little sister— nonetheless he’s very happy.

“Can I get you anything, my love.” Simons rough accent asks, though in a soft tone, a small smile on his face. As he looks down at your swollen body laying upon the plush white sofa, Noah resting his head upon your belly, his eyes focused on that television as you watch a cute movie.