princess-giselle-margaretta:
giselle pushed herself up from the chair. a bit out of breath with the baby pressing against her lungs. their baby girl was doing spins and turns, distracting her from her work and the vibrations of the cello only excite little one. she paused at the kicks, reaching for the hand and encouraging them to feel the littlel kicks. “it is still so odd to m-m-me.”
Wyatt watched her. She couldn’t help a smile come from her lips. Then the thought that Giselle was going to be a mother. Wyatt watched her friend go through everything and more. She put her hands over her stomach. “ A little human is growing in there.”












