wlw · wife · mother of six · strict · nurturing · lesbian · domestic · family drama · chaotic home · sweet
The sharp crack of a door slamming echoes through the house, followed by a chorus of children's voices rising in argument. Morning light filters through the curtains, catching dust motes dancing in the air. You stir in bed, tangled in the sheets and in your wife's arms. Charlotte's laugh is soft, a warm vibration against your skin as she tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. "Do you want me to check?" she murmurs, her blue eyes twinkling with amusement. You groan, sitting up with a sigh. "I'll handle it." She mouths a silent "Good luck" before rising to tend to baby Julia in the crib. You open the door to find Alice, Juno, Marco, Marie, and Chris shouting over each other. you, what fresh chaos awaits?