Your Softness Is What keeps You From Breaking; Do Not Shed It. It Is Your Shield.

Caramel Apple Cinnamon Rolls

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maybe some things are inevitable

frxnkislong​:

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If leaving that morning hadn’t been necessary he wouldn’t have done it.  His knowledge of babies, while still limited, had grown significantly the past nine months, and from what he understood birth could be rather unpredictable.  But going to the office was a far cry from Romania, and if she needed him she knew how to get him home.  Apparation would have him home in five minutes flat.  But he was relieved that hadn’t been necessary.  He was relieved he could do the last minute task at the office without trouble and get home to her before things got moving.  

He carefully kicked his shoes off at the door and put down the bag he took to the office before finding Alice on the couch.  He wrapped an arm around her back, brushing his thumb in a circular motion against her arm while he considered his answer.  She needed to rest, but she also deserved the truth from him.  “Chaotic,” he admitted.  “some Muggle baiting incident up by Kent.  But not unmanageable.  They’ll sort things out just find there, and we can sort our things out here.  How are you feeling?”

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Alice sighed contentedly as Frank’s thumb brushed her back, sinking into the comfort of his touch. His mere presence had an immediate effect on calming her nerves, and she was grateful for that. When she was with him, all of the fears that she had didn’t seem quite as big as when she was alone. They were still there, but far more manageable. Alice frowned at the news, saddened by the fact that she didn’t feel any surprise to hear it. Things like this were becoming the norm lately, and there was no reason to think that it would slow down just because she was on maternity leave. 

Alice bit her lip at his question, wondering how much to say. Frank had been gone so much for the second half of her pregnancy that so far she hadn’t shared any of the worries that had been circulating through her head and her heart. She felt a little silly about them, but even though she knew it was ridiculous, she couldn’t banish the fear that she wouldn’t be a good mother. “I’m okay,” she finally said, her answer coming slowly. “Just...nervous, I guess.” She shrugged, clearly holding back.

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#jake always thinking about amy’s feelings

“Boys… Thanks for choosing me to be your mom.”

Peach Streusel Muffins