𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 || 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

CHAPTER 139 - mother

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we watch as it was conan's turn to hold jada. "please don't... drop her," olivia says, "i feel like i shouldn't have to address that." "as if i'd drop her," conan says, "i'm 'uncle conan' mode now. if anything, it'd be iris." "hey!" iris says, lightly hitting conan. 

we walk into mom's house, mom looking at jada in the capsule. "she's beautiful," mom tears up. we sit on the couch, and i look as mom holds jada. "do you miss this?" i chuckle. "you have no idea," mom smiles at jada.

we order ubereats to mom's house as olivia and i don't even dare to risk going out in public. we've been very quiet on social media for the past months, probably only posting once or twice every few months. 

i smile at the selfie olivia and i took with jada on the first night at home. before olivia put jada in the crib, olivia rocked her to sleep. seeing olivia with kids was always such a soft spot, but seeing her with our kid... nothing could compare.

we were both smiling at the camera, the bedside lamp giving a warm, dim light. "liv?" i call. "yeah?" olivia says, walking up to me. "do you think i could post this?" i ask, showing her the photo. she smiles, nodding, "can you do a joint post?" "'course," i say.

i type the brief caption, olivia approving.

'first night home with jada lavender rodrigo🤍 4th of june 2029❤️'

i post it, turning my phone off.

i look at jada as mom holds her, picking up my phone. i go to my camera, taking a candid picture of them both. 

2 days later
i furrow my eyebrows, sitting up as jada starts crying. i look at the time. 5:43am. great.

olivia rolls off me, whispering, "y/n." olivia has been going through the 'baby blues' really harshly compared to me, so i made sure olivia was treating herself as best as she can, especially with how stressed and anxious she was. olivia was so exhausted from breastfeeding and sleep deprivation. "i got her," i whisper, pushing myself out of bed.

i pick up jada, quietly shushing her as i bounce her softly up and down. i leave the room, walking downstairs slowly to make sure olivia falls back asleep.

i smile tiredly at jada as i hold the breastmilk bottle up. "you sleep... for the whole day," i walk around the house, "and you decide to wake up when your moms are sleeping. you're gonna drive me insane." i take a seat on the sofa, waiting for her to fall asleep.

1 day later , 3:11am
i stare forward as olivia talks while she breastfeeds jada. "are you gonna work from home?" i ask, "on new music?" "yeah," olivia answers, "i have to. i know you're gonna work part-time but i swear i have separation anxiety from jada." "i get that," i smile, looking at olivia.

1 month later
i breathe in through my nose, sitting up as jada starts crying. "love," olivia whispers, subtly asking me to get her. "it's okay," i whisper, tucking olivia in properly before getting out of bed. i pick jada up, walking around the house as i feed her milk.

1 month later
i smile, seeing olivia follow jada as jada crawls around the house. i stand up from the couch, walking over to them. "okay, tummy time, baby," olivia says, picking up jada.

olivia was doing really well now. as it's normal to gain weight after pregnancy, olivia's been dong regular cardio exercise i've been doing with her in the home gym. we were both getting really good at parenting, having no fights. 

olivia and i lay beside each other, facing jada as she lays on a blanket, stomach on the floor too.  jada looks at olivia as olivia plays 'peek-a-boo', giving a gummy smile to olivia as she babbles. i smile widely as olivia giggles, smiling too.