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For a change of scenery, she sat on the couch. She grabbed everything she would be needing before she let her body sink into the comfortable cushions. She pulled you off of her, choosing to cradle you instead, and it was in a moment like these she was relieved to be sleeping with nothing under her top as you began to grow more and more agitated as well as frustrated.

With a little bit of guidance from Natasha, you were able to feed without a problem.

In the meantime, she reached for the TV remote and turned on the news. There was another report on the Avengers latest news, something about chasing someone through a city somewhere in the world. It felt strange, to be there alone while the rest of her teammates were on the other side of the globe doing something 'important'. They were protecting the world... meanwhile she was just feeding her baby and felt like a cow. It was a bittersweet feeling, because her priorities changed, you were on top of the list, her number one priority, and she wouldn't trade her new life for the world, even if that meant loosing sleep and constantly feeding her little parasite.

Once you were done and burped, she strapped you to her chest so she could go on with her morning. She fixed herself a bowl of cereal and a glass of OJ... Simple enough. She eyed her coffee machine with envy. Even if professionals assured her it was okay to have caffeine if she didn't overdo it, she preferred waiting a little bit.

She watched you as you moved around as much as the carrier allowed you to. Natasha enjoyed those short moments where you were awake and alert. She loved watching you explore and discover parts of your body and new sounds, or just the world in general.

"Hey Y/n..." She grabbed a rattle and waved it on the side of your face to keep you engaged. She moved it closer to you, now the simple object being in your reach as your fingers tried to grasp it.

"What do you think about going for a walk later, hmm? We could go to the park? What do you say?" You let out a small coo, and even if Natasha knew you couldn't understand her it felt like you two were having a conversation. "See, I knew you'd agree."

You eventually fell back asleep, allowing Natasha to pursue her morning routine. She opted to let you sleep in your nursery for once and laid you down in your crib. She turned out the white noise machine and then, she went to shower. You had just fallen asleep, so it was now or never. The hot water against her skin felt amazing and at the end Natasha felt like a new woman. She quickly changed into fresh clothes from the load of laundry she put on the drying rack the night before, feeling ready to take on the day.

As you snoozed away, Natasha continued with the house chores like doing the dishes that had been sitting in her sink, she vacuumed and even cleaned her room a little bit. You two were cooped up in there most of the time and the mess was everywhere. She picked up all the clothing item off the floor and put them away to be washed, she emptied the bins. She tidied up the changing station and put away the onesies and burp cloths she just washed. She went as far as changing her bedsheets. She was usually so exhausted that new linens was always at the bottom of the list.

She was getting ready for your walk when a loud wail from the room next door interrupted her. "Mama's coming sweetheart. Mama's coming."

She pushed the door opened and immediately walked towards the crib to take you out only to find you captivated by the mobile that adorned your crib. She received it as a gift from Steve, apparently he made that himself so of course if occupied a special place in her home. I had a wooden frame, and little colourful felt balls, stars, clouds and animals hung above you. Each of the little attachment had a particularity, but you'll find that out when you'll be older. One of the attachments made a satisfying rattle noise while another contained a tiny bell, which caught your attention when Natasha turned it on, the object coming to life before your eyes.