I think by writing this chapter I've discovered my future daughters name. I have no idea where I found it but I'm in love with the name I've used. I got inspired for this chapter by that vlog now over 5 years ago which I'm sure you all know.
A now brunette, bit still fiery and confident dianne buswell-sugg could only stand back and watch from her place at the dining table as her husband joe sat at the end of the room, infront of the TV, their daughter in his arms, her little giggle echoing out as he tickled her.
Her lips turned up into the cutest smile, the smile joe had fallen in love with all those years ago, the same smile that was now plastered onto their daughters face, her being the spitting image of the Australian native.
Nights like these weren't rare. Infact they were very normal. Dianne had left strictly a good few years ago so that her and joe could focus on starting their family. She fell pregnant quite quickly and their little girl made an appearance 9 months later, all 7lbs of her absolute perfect. They got married, joe having proposed on their 'baby moon' a month before dianne gave birth and then once they had officially tied the not, baby number 2 was on the way. Now...now it was perfect. The home they had once brought dreaming of the family they would one way bring into it was complete. Having 3 year old who at times could be quite sassy and temperamental was difficult whilst trying to also look after a 3 month old baby, but neither of them would change it for anything, especially dianne who walked into this scene almost every night and would watch from afar as joe would take their little girl for his hour of the evening.
Having fallen into a very comfortable routine as of lately, their youngest, would nap whilst they all had dinner which most nights was cooked by joe. It was understandable why dianne had chose to be a stay at home mum. She hoped one day in the future to go back into some form of work but right now she had granted herself a good few months of maternity leave. Her body was under alot of pressure and that was why joe often took the role of chef most evenings. One they had all eaten, dianne would tidy, whilst joe spent time with their daughter having been the one who wasn't always at home, and then dianne would take her up to her bath and put her to bed whilst joe stayed with the baby, who dianne would feed upon her return from Bath and bedtime. It was a good balance for them and what they found easiest now having 2 children, which wasn't always easy at times.
"Hey, hey, Mrs, its time for your bath now. Are you going to say goodnight to daddy?"
She approached the two of them, a huge part of her now wanting to interrupt one of the cutest sights she had ever seen. Joe as a dad was different and since they had kids, dianne had found a whole new way of loving joe but also found him so much more attractive.
"No, I want to play"
She crossed her arms, that little pout she always did appearing on her face, something dianne knew was too cute to ever shout at but disciplining her daughter before she went to school was something she was trying so hard to do as of lately. The change of her going from an only child to having a sibling had definitely affected her so to make sure her personality wasn't restricted from growing whilst also making sure she spent enough time with her new sibling and also spending time with her mum and dad was hard.
"Romie Rosa sugg, it is getting late"
She had purposely gone slow on the tidying up from dinner tonight, those little laughs being way to adorable to stop, which was why she found herself watching for a good 5 minutes before even making herself known.
"Ugh"
She sassed like a teenager, making dianne smile before she then wrapped her arms around Joe's neck, hugging him tightly.
"Night night"
That innocent little voice was too much to handle sometimes. When she imagined having children, dianne always thought there would be a cute Australian accent that would grow but having met joe, and moving to England full time with him, romie had developed the sweetest voice which dianne could see so many simularties to her Joseph. She looked just like her mummy, but her personality was almost identical to joes, which was the complete opposite of their newborn who was fast sleep in the moses basket in the corner of the room. He looked just like joe when he was a baby. Big chubby cheeks, thick dark hair, blue eyes, very simular to joe.
