17. Bananas and baby bottles 🍌🍼
Pairing: Miguel Galindo x new mom reader
Warnings: Motherhood, mentions of pregnancy, postpartum body
Word count: 757
“Are you hungry, preciosa?”
You looked away from the TV to face Miguel as he walked into the bedroom.
“Kinda. I feel so bloated though, I don’t wanna eat.”
Miguel pouted and sat down beside you on the bed, his hand reaching out to gently stroke your tummy. Your womb was empty now, your pride and joy asleep in his crib in the nursery, but that did not mean that Miguel was going to stop caressing the bump. You had carried his child. You had grown an entire new life within yourself. A whole human had been created in your tummy, and Miguel still believed that you were the most marvelous thing because of it.
You were now going on four days postpartum and though your tummy had gone down some, there was still the slight look of it remaining as your uterus tried returning to its normal size. With a kiss to your cheek, Miguel stood back up from the bed and held his hands out to you.
“Come on. Let’s go get you something simple to eat. You gotta walk around.”
Your grumble was pronounced but you slipped your hands into Miguel’s anyways, letting him help you stand. It was rough, but you managed with his help, now standing on your own two feet. You walked with him, your hand wrapped around his forearm as he led you to the door of the bedroom.
“Wait. Let me check my hair real quick.”
Miguel chuckled but agreed, walking with you over to the large mirror that sat atop the dresser. He watched as you manipulated a couple of strands, tucking them back into where they belonged. It was not until then with you looking in the mirror that you noticed the small stain of spit up that was dried on your nightgown.
“Ugh.”
Miguel smiled and disappeared into the room, coming back seconds later with a new gown for you.
“Here, querida.”
He helped you strip the dirty one from your body gently, tossing it into the hamper before helping you get into the clean one. With you now dressed once again, he smiled and took your face in his hands, his brown eyes swimming with love and adoration.
“Have I told you just how perfect and amazing you are today?”
“Twice, but I wouldn’t mind hearing it again.”
You both shared a chuckle, before settling down.
“You’re the most amazing human being I know. You take care of me, you look after me, you keep me in check. You take on my life in stride when most people would have run for the hills. And now to top it off, you have given me the absolute best gift I have ever received. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I want to make sure you know that. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, baby vomit and all.”
The twinkle in your eye was one that warmed Miguel to his core. Leaving one more kiss to your lips he took your hands once again and walked with you.
Once in the kitchen, he looked around trying to find something light but nutritious enough for you to eat.
“Do you want me to have the chef make something for you? Or have one of the guards go get you something?”
Shaking your head, you looked around the kitchen yourself, eyes stopping on the bananas.
“I want a banana.”
“Banana it is.”
He ripped one from the bunch and then peeled it for you, handing it over. You took it from his hand and your tummy growled in anticipation. Raising it up to your mouth, it was touching your lip when your son’s cries came over the baby monitor that was sitting on the kitchen counter. You sighed and pulled the banana away, but Miguel shook his head, pushing it back to your mouth.
“Eat. I’ll go get him.”
You heeded him and began to eat your banana in peace, enjoying the sweet softness of the fruit that was not too hard on your stomach. Soon Miguel was back with your child in his arms, no longer crying as he grasped onto his father’s finger tightly.
“You hungry too, mijo?”
Miguel was getting a baby bottle of your milk from the fridge and putting it on the expensive rapid warmer then, rocking and cooing at the bundle of joy as he waited. You watched with overwhelming love as you continued eating your banana, tired yet happier than you had ever been.
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