daddy's principessa // cute

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"Hi, my love." I said and gently picked up my baby girl from her crib.

"Mumma..." She said and started whining as she laid her head on my shoulder.

"Yes, little bug?" I responded. As gently as I could I laid her down on the changing table to change her in to some new clothes instead of her pjs. Again, she started whining and rubbed her stomach as well.

"Are you not feeling good ?" I frowned when she responded with a shake gesturing a no. My hand went in contact with her forehead and I felt nothing. She didn't have fever.

"Maybe it was something you ate, baby." I decided to just change her into a white shirt and a pair of baby pink shorts.

"Oh my sweet Gabriella." She made grabby hands at me and pouted.

"Let's see where your brother is." Together we went downstairs to find her brother.

"Hi, mommy!" As soon as I went down the final step on the stairs I was greeted by someone yelling behind me.

"Dear God! Jackson, don't scare me like that!" I put my hand to my chest and let out a breath that I didn't even know I was holding.

"Sowwy, mommy." Jackson hugged my legs and looked up at me. He's only four while Gabriella is two.

"It's okay, baby."

"What's wrong with Gabby?" Jackson frowned when he looked at his sister in my arms.

"Gabby is feeling a bit under the weather today." I said while stroking back Gabriella's brown hair.

Suddenly the sound of a door being shut was heard from the hallway.

"I'm home!" A familiar voice said.

"Daddy!" Jackson sprinted out of my sight to go and greet his dad. I followed soon after.

"Hi, babe." As soon as Jackson let go of Justin, he went to greet me with a peck on the lips.

"How's my little principessa?" Justin tried tickling her on her belly with his finger but only got a whining sound back.

"Oh, miss grumpy. What's wrong ?" Justin looked at me concerned with a frown.

"I don't know. She doesn't have fever, she's having stomach aches I guess since she's been rubbing her stomach." I responded.

"What do you think could cause it?" 

"I think it was something she ate."I responded.

"C'mere my little principessa. Daddy will take care of you now." He said and took her out of my arms.

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