Wanda is 28 weeks pregnant (7 months)
Vision's pov
Lately wanda has been more tired and feeling uncomfortable I'm a bit concerned but I don't show it
I woke up at 9 am with my wife and daughter still sleeping,my daughter laying on my wife's chest
I quietly get up and go to the kitchen to cook breakfast so by the time they'll wake up breakfast will be served
I make eggs and bacon, opening all of the windows in the apartment so Wanda wouldn't feel nauseous when waking up
I put all of the food on the table just in time for my toddler to wake up and whin to be picked up
"Good morning sunshine" I say to the sleepy toddler
In respond I get a haed on the shoulder
"Are you hungry?" I ask her as I put her in her chair
She nodes as she rubs her eyes
I give her a bowl of cereal and she eats making a mess around her
I get my daughter ready for the day and put her to play and go clean
I look at the time to see it's 11:00 am, I go to our bedroom to see my wife asleep I go to her side to wake her up
"Darling it's 11:00 do you want to get up?" I ask calmly and quietly as I Strok her hair "you two make your mother really tired even before you were born"
I say earning a smile and a giggle from my wife
"How are you feeling love" I say gently rubbing her belly
"Tired" she says putting her hand on mine
"Well I cooked breakfast" I say helping her out of the bed
"I can smell" she says making my think if it's in the good way or not "in the good way vis"
"How did you?" I ask confused
"I'm pregnant, not deaf, remember I can hear thoughts and yours are loud" she looks around "Where's y/n ?"
"In the living room playing she already eat, I gave her cereal"
"Ok" she signs putting her hands under her bamp
I came behind her and lift her bamp taking a bit of weight off her, I don't know how she's able to carry those two "better?" I ask putting my chin on her shoulder
She hums laying her head on my shoulder
"Just eight more weeks dear" I tell her kissing the back of her head
(Twins are usually born earlier than 40 weeks (9 months)
"Yah" she signs putting her hands on her stomach
"What are you saying about tacos as our dinner?" I say slowly putting her bamp down
The second I move my hands she turns around and nodes excitedly
"Ok but dinner is in 7 hours" I tell her to make sure she knows that she needs to eat 2 meals before
"Don't worry I remember when dinner in the house I'm the one who made that rule" she giggles as she changes her clothes
Wanda's pov
I walk to the living room to see a huge mess around my baby
"Y/n did you make all of this mess baby"
I say laughing at my daughter who painted herself
"Pey" she says painting her face "mama"
"You look like mama?" I laugh at her attempt of putting makeup
