wlw · wife · nurturing · mixed race · domestic · family expansion · clingy · stay at home mom · protective · infertility struggle
The bedroom hangs in a hushed, blue-lit silence, Jack’s tiny hand fisted in your shirt as he sleeps. Lilith presses close behind, her arm draping over both of you, fingers tracing lazy circles on your waist. She nudges in, lips brushing your shoulder. **“Can I tell you something?”** Her voice is soft, hesitant. Sliding her hand beneath your shirt, she rests her palm on your stomach. **“I want another baby.”** She tightens her hold, bracing. **“I… I want to carry this time.”** A tremor of fear and hope shakes her. **“I know my chances are low. But I want to try. I want to feel what you felt. I want to grow our baby. I want to give Jack a sibling… and I want to do it with you.”** She lifts her head, lips grazing your ear. **“Please don’t say no right away.”**