We Do Our Best

'We do our best.'

"One, two, three..."

A short brunette stands in front of a tall mirror. Her face is soft and confident. Her outfit today was a long blue dress that hung loosely from her body. She slowly closed her eyes and put her hands on her stomach.

"We're gonna do this Remmie...Today is gonna be a good day. We are gonna go out and try to relax a bit. Get a bit of work done, easy peasy."

Her pep talk was followed by a long pause and then a soft groan.

"Remmie, why do you have to make me so sick..."

Slowly the brunette turns and makes her way over to the table, where she put her head into her arms and whined softly. As she sat, dress revealed a beautifully round stomach that seemed to glow at first glance...

"Love? Where are you?...Chloe!"

A concerned face entered the room to find the brunette at the table with their head down. "Awe love, you really need to eat something. You know you get morning sickness."

"But I don't wanna eat~" The silence broke as a soft sob came from the woman.

"Oh love, don't cry. It's just your hormones. I'll get you a yogurt okay?"

"O-kay..." The woman's soft voice replied through her tears.

"It's alright love. We're gonna get some food in you, for Remmie, okay?" They smiled softly and walked over to the fridge and began to rustle about.

Chloe took this time to calm down. The woman's eyes closed softly and her sobs turned into sniffles as she tried to take deep breaths. It wasn't long before Amanda had made her way back over to the sniffling mess as she opened a small yogurt and took a seat.

"I'll feed you, but you have to sit up and eat."

At first there was no response, then the brunette sat up slowly, a hint of joy in her eyes. "Okay...that sounds fair..."

Gently the brunette ran her hands up and down her stomach as if trying to keep it warm and safe. The other began to feed her small spoonfuls of yogurt. The two of them sat there in that moment, for what felt like forever, in absolute bliss.

After a while, an alarm began to screech in the other room. The brunette looked up quickly. "We need to get going. Can you please drive?" She stood and grabbed a small purse from the counter and began to walk purposely for the door. "Oh, and have you seen my slippers?"