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it was the next morning and i realised me and rafe fell asleep in the living room. i open my eyes more to see drew in my face smiling and he tilts his head and steps closer.

"hiiiii" he says before giggling.

"hey baby, where mommy and daddy" i ask as he sits right next to me and points to the tv.

"sop" he says before laying down on my chest once i put his show on. (btw sop is shop)

"ok" i say starting to play with his hair.

a few minutes later i feel rafe starting to wake up. he then looks up to see drew watching tv and having his head on my chest, so rafe nuzzles his face in my neck and hugs me. (your on your back)

"hey, sissy mine" drew says smacking rafes hand and trying to push it away.

"no, mine" rafe says smiling cheeky, he knows this annoys drew.

"mine, sissy" drew says getting frustrated and trying to get my help.

"mine, baby" rafe says pulling me a little closer.

"no" drew says standing up and punching rafe.

"hey, no hitting drew" i say sitting up and moving drew to my lap.

"but, he tying to steal you" drew says pouting a little and giving rafe the pointer finger, which is his rude finger that i taught him.

"no one can steal me baby, i'm both of your yous can share" i say smiling before kissing drew's head and moving him in between my leg facing the tv.

"only mine" rafe whispers before loosing my neck a couple times.

we watch tv for an hour till i have to go to the bathroom, so i give drew to rafe and go to the bathroom. once im in there i starting throwing up, but i try to be quiet. once im done i brush my teeth and go back out.

my parents are home and rafe is now sitting on the couch with drew on his lap, just chilling. rafe already looks like he's ready for a kid, and im the one carrying it and i feel like i don't look like i am.

i start to get upset and walk over to my mom, she sees me tearing up and smiles probably understanding the reason.

"mom, do i look like im ready, like when i hold wheezie or drew, or like when i talk to them, or when i play with them, do i look like im gonna be a good mom, like you and rose" i say as the tears finally fall.

"oh honey, yes, you looked ready before you were pregnant. the way you told them they were in the wrong for them to understand, the way you made them giggle or crack up, you made sure they are what they were given, and made sure they knew to be thankful we have this life" my mom says hugging me tightly. "what made you think this" she says pulling me back to look at me.

"rafe, he had drew just chilling on his lap while watching paw patrol, and he already looked like a good dad" i say letting more tears fall.

"oh honey, you look like a natural when you have the little ones with you" my mom says smiling.

"really, you mean that" i say smiling but pouting at the same time.

"yes honey, your gonna be great" she says rubbing my arms. "oh and to cheer you up, i got your dress for tomorrow" my mom says pulling the dress out.

"oh my god, thank you so much" i say after letting out a huge gasp.

"that's ok sweetie, i'm excited to hear you sing, and to see you and rafe do the traditional dance" she says smiling widely.

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