Finding You

All the little Things

Scarletts POV

Currently, I'm 8 month pregnant, and as you can imagine, it's getting more difficult to do common house hold thing. But luckily for me, I have my little support team that's there to help me out.

Y/n is always at my side, constantly assisting me, always checking if I need help or if I'm okay. She does back off a little when she realises that she's always in my space, but I love how much she wants to care for me. I never tell her to go away though, well, actually one time i went to the toilet, and there she was, waiting right outside the door. Thats one time i had to ask her to leave, because i needed to do my business alone. I still love her though. She likes to fist bump my belly sometimes whilst muttering the word 'safe' which I find funny. She always helps me do the laundry, unfold the dishwasher, put stuff away. No matter what shes always there to do anything for me, even when im perfectly capable. My little helper.

Rose doesn't really ask that stuff, but she is 6, so she doesn't really understand. However, whenever she does come to me, we usually cuddle or she kneels on the floor, resting her head on my lap as she talking to my tummy. Occasion giving it a little kiss, which I find really cute. She also helps me out with basic stuff, like putting my slipper on my foot, as i cant reach anymore. My little angel.

Colin, he doesn't think I know, but he's always there, watching me around every corner. He's being really protective of me, always ready to go when I need something. I love him so much. He's not in constant space, but he's never too far away, so if we need food or want food, he cooks for us. And if I want a snack we don't have in the house, he goes out of his way to go to the store to buy some, even at 1am in the night. My love bug.

Right now, I'm downstairs, sitting on the bar stool, eating some peanut butter on toast, i had a really bad craving for it for some reason. No one else is up now, so this is basicly time to myself, it's time that I can actually do things for myself.

"Morning mom" a tired voice yawned as it entered the kitchen.

"Morning y/n/n" I replied cheerfully. She walked over to give me her everyday morning hug, along with a fist bump for the baby.

"Ugh I'm so tired" she groaned as she came to sit on the stool beside me.

"Then go back to bed" I recommended as I reached over and stroked her bed hair out of her face.

"Nahh, I'd mess up my sleeping pattern" she yawned again, whilst rubbing her eyes to wake herself up.

"Plus, I knew you'd be up, I wanted to see you" she smiled.

"You see me every day" I grin back with slightly nitted eyebrows.

"I know, but who doesn't want to see Scarlett Johanson everyday" she giggled. A light smile falls over my face, she's so sweet.

"Ugh I'm hungry" she whined, now have a strech instead.

"Here, try this" I insisted as i put a piece of toast with peanut butter on it, but her mouth.

"Is that peanut butter on toast?"She gave me a disgusted look.

"Don't judge until you try it" i told her, putting the toast more near her mouth. She hesitated for a moment before taking a bite.

"Oh! It's actually not that bad" she realised, making me smile that my craving wasn't horrible

"Ov course, mommas a cook chef" I joked and she let out a light laugh before standing up and walking away to make herself some breakfast.

"Mom" she said catching my attention, as she sat down beside mebwith her breakfast.

"Hmm" I hum.

"Is it heavy" she asked pointing to my bump.