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"Take off your clothes."
"W-what?" I pry my eyes away from his lips to meet his bright blue ones.
"I am going to strip down to my boxers. By the time that happens if you a...
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Mariella has been in the kitchen with Angela cooking all morning. How much food could she possibly cook for six people and a baby?
I personally have been locked in my room all morning having snuggles with my girl watching Anime and Coco melon. I was not lifting a finger. It was my first mothers day as a mother. Today was about me and the little one who made me a mother.
I feel like I haven't spent enough time with her these last few days with everything that's been going on. This mommy-daughter time was much needed.
It was almost 1, the guests would be arriving soon, and I needed to get us ready. We had already taken showers, so the only thing to do was to get dressed. I put on a white dress with pink flowers all over it with a matching pink flower crown on Anya. I cover her in baby powder and put A&D ointment all over her face and legs.
Yes, I am one of those mothers with a shiny ass baby. Kiss my ass.
On myself, I put on an off-the-shoulder white fit and flare dress with a lace design. I place Anya on the bed with her Coco melon while I cover my hands in oil and say a prayer while I unravel this braid out.
My 4c hair was always a gamble when I did my braid outs. Sometimes it would work, sometimes I would cry and get depressed. Only one would end up with me just slicking it up into a pineapple puff.
Curls! Yes!
The new curl cream I have been using is actually working. Shrunken after a twist out, it barely reaches my shoulders, but shrinkage is a bitch because my hair really reaches a 3rd of the way down my back when I do my silk press which is rare.
I attempt a side part by using edge control to slick the edges on one side and using pins to hold it in place. I tease the front of the other side with a pick giving myself a fake side bang. By some miracle, my hair looks great.
I spray Anya's hair with water and conditioner while finger-coiling it as I go. She has a much looser curl pattern than I do. I touch up my eyebrows with makeup and put on natural lashes. I make sure to put Anya's bracelet on her that Jeremy brought.
I look at us in the mirror, a beautiful dark skin duo, one with soft brown eyes, and one with dark blue eyes. We look adorable. A knock on the door breaks me out of my admiration for her.
"Come in!" I yell, not really caring who it is or taking my attention away from the mirror.
"Hey are you almost-" Jeremy says as he stops. I look over to see him drinking me and the baby in my arms in. He blinks as his eyes widen while taking a hard swallow at the sight of us. He has on light grey plaid dress pants and a tight white shirt that hugs his muscles perfectly. "Are you almost ready, everyone's about to sit down," he says clearing his throat.
"Yea, let's go," I say walking towards him.
"Samantha," he says as I walk past him out the doors, I stop and turn around looking at him questionably.
