“Did I mention just how good you looked tonight?” Emma spoke into her husband’s ear in the back of the taxi, a small scent of champagne on her breath.
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“Did I mention just how good you looked tonight?” Emma spoke into her husband’s ear in the back of the taxi, a small scent of champagne on her breath.
text: husband man
Emma: Do you think Sparky wants to eat Emmy?
It's Time | Redstone
Emma: she wasn't supposed to be due for another few days, but after her last check up, Emma hadn't been feeling 100% 'normal'. She knew that pregnancy wasn't exactly a normal feeling to begin with, but she knew something wasn't quite right. After telling Eddie she thought it was time to go to the hospital, the two of them grabbed her pregnancy bag and made their way to the doctors. Emma wondered if maybe Eddie was more nervous than she was, but she was just ready for the baby to be out and with them instead of wiggling around inside of her. Once at the hospital, it was made apparent that Emma was definitely in the middle of the initial stages of labour and she was taken to a room to prepare for the birth. She began to grow nervous, but she kept a tight grasp on Eddie's hand. The next seven hours went by so quickly, Emma couldn't actually believe their baby had taken so long to enter the world. Before she knew it, there was one last push and all of a sudden a confused cry of a tiny baby ripped through the room and, at the sound, Emma burst into tears. She was finally here and as the cries died down, a nurse handed Emma the small bundle of child. Unsure how to hold the baby or if she was gripping her too tightly, she looked up at her husband, a small look of terror on her face.
text || eddie
Eddie: no i’m not staying in
Eddie: i’m going to see ben
Karlie: Really? I love Ben and Emma and Arie and Q, all of them, I really do.
Karlie: But come on. An angel doens't fall on cloudy rainy London every day.
text || eddie reddie
Karlie: So, are you willing to give it a second thought? The date? I could give you her number now that you know who she iiiisss.
Redmayne VDay
Emma: and Eddie had made their way through the red carpet rather easier -- albeit a little slower than usual. Emma's feet were swollen and her back ached, but she wanted to spend the night with her friends and -- most importantly -- with Eddie. Hand in hand, they made their way to the ball room, Emma stopping a moment to look at her husband, "I love you, Eddie, you know that, right?"
EmRedmayne: Happy Birthday to my wonderful husband, @its-eddie-redmayne... and what better time for us to announce something equally as amazing? #itsnotafoodbelly #babyredmayne
Mr&Mrs | Redstone | Dec 5
Emma felt like a million things still had to be done for the day when she woke, but she knew there was really only one of those things that mattered. She was getting married that afternoon in the cool English air and all Emma could do was sit in the chair her mother had forced her down into to get her hair and make up done. Scrolling through her phone as she sat still for the artists to do their work on what she considered a face in desperate need of attention, all she wanted to do was call Eddie and talk to him. It’d been a week since she’d seen him -- three days since she’d heard his voice -- and she was dying to talk to him.
Funnily enough, as she, Serinda, her mother, father and brother all piled into the old cars that had been hired for the day, Emma still wasn’t nervous. She was excited for what was coming and more than excited to see which suits Eddie had actually picked out for the day. There were some things she hadn’t actually finished planning for herself and it was those things that made her nervous. What if the photographer was bad? What if she tripped as she walked down the aisle? As they arrived at the venue, Emma took her father’s hand and linked arms with her mother, preparing to walk down the aisle.
@its-eddie-redmayne