It's in the little things: One-shots x2

AU-Family life (Part one): Shoelaces

Dianne's POV:

"Joe?"

"Joseph?"

"JOE!"

Currently lying on the sofa, unable to reach or even see my feet, my frustration is getting the best of me today. At eight-and-a-bit months pregnant now, I'm so ready to met our baby, instead of having it bouncing on my bladder all the time and making my ankles swell. Poking his head round the door, a panicked look on his face, I can't help but giggle as Joe babbles on, "What? Is it time? DI? IS IT TIME?!" He has always been slightly over-protective and a grade A worrier but this pregnancy has sent him into overdrive; for the first few months he wouldn't even let me carry my bag up the stairs, bless him! From the very day I told him I was pregnant, he has been an absolute angel.

*Flashback*

Joseph had been out at work all day, giving me the perfect opportunity to plan and set up my little surprise for him. If i'm really honest, it has been a bit of a surprise for me too but I cannot WAIT to see his reaction. In fact, I might even vlog it, just for us for now. Absent mindedly allowing my hand to drift to my ever-so-slightly swollen belly, I wander around the island, grabbing a notebook, some glitter gel pens and a few of Joe's mint lindt balls and get to work thinking up some witty riddles that he will no doubt figure out in seconds.

1. I leave this open...ALL THE TIME

2.This has broken since I moved it BUT...it is a cool place to hide

3.I've hidden this, simply to remind you that you can be a prick ;)

4. In paris, you taught me this riddle and I got it wrong. I still cant remember it but I have stained most of the white ones in your bathroom

5. You might have won the this and the girl but I guarantee you, this is a million times more special. I love you.

Feeling very proud of myself, I set to work hiding them in the set places, putting the test and my appointment letter behind the glitterballs and hide my camera, ready for Joe to come home. This whole pregnancy thing is tiring and i'm only 10weeks in! Stretching out over the sofa, i'll just close my eyes for a moment...

"Dianne! What are you doing? What have you been doing all day?! You've left cupboard doors open, there is paper EVERYWHERE and the place is a mess Di. A MESS! You've done nothing today!" Joseph has come home in a foul mood, seemingly having had a bad day at work but if i'm honest, i'm not in the mood to deal with this either. Taking a deep breath, I stand up and move over to him, offering a hug to try and soothe his mood but he stands rigid, still unimpressed. "What's happened little one? How was work?" Pushing away from me and busying himself in the kitchen, " Work was fine. Would have been better if I didn't have to come home and tidy up after my fiancée, who hasn't DONE anything all day." He fumes, throwing the paper scraps in the bin and slamming the cupboard door.

That's it.

I'm done.

"You know what Joe? I'm pregnant alright? And I've spent all day preparing a cute little surprise for you, a lovely way to tell you about our first child, who, might I add, has been keeping me awake all week. The paper? That's part of the treasure hunt. The open cupboard door? That was to help. So forgive me. I was too busy growing YOUR child, to tidy up the scraps of your surprise."

Neither of us say anything, just stand facing either other until reality hits Joe again and his hard demeanor melts away. Tentatively reaching towards me, he places a hand, gently on my abdomen and this tiny movement moves me to tears. Following the clues, hand in hand we move around the apartment until he finds the test and the letter. "Dotty, that's my only day off too!" he grins, kissing my forehead for the millionth time. Still slightly annoyed, my reply comes out colder than I anticipated. "Yes Joseph. I know. I PLANNED it. I checked your diary when I booked it so you could be there. I filmed this as well but I bet all I got is our massive barney...the battery probably died before we got to the good bit." Getting on his knees in front of me, he places one hand on my tummy and kisses my navel softly. "I'll never, ever be able to apologise enough for this. Ever. But I can promise you right here, right now, I will forever protect you and our baby and from now on, I am at your beck and call. I am your slave for the next...wait how far along are you?" Stroking his face gently, feeling an overwhelming sense of pride and love all at once, I begin to well up. "10 weeks Joseph, 30 to go."

True to his word, he is still as protective over me and the bump, 26weeks and 6days later.

Only 3 weeks and a day left hopefully.

Baby Sugg, we are waiting for you.

Joe's POV

" JOE!"

oh my god. Is it time? I'm on the loo and she's gone into labour. Typical. Finishing up, I rush down to the living room and I see Dianne grinning sheepishly up at me from the sofa. "Are you okay? Is it time? What's happening? Dianne?!" I'm beginning to panic a bit now, we aren't ready. Who am I kidding, she's more than ready but i'm not! "Joseph! Calm down! I just need a hand with my shoelaces...I can't even see my feet, nevermind tie my laces little one, i'm sorry for stressing you! But we need to get out and go for that walk, i'm nesting like crazy and there is literally nothing else I can do. I've rearranged the nursery three times today alone. Can we walk along the Thames? We haven't done that in a while!" Laughing lightly, I'm slightly relieved that she's NOT in labour, simply bored and unable to reach her feet. Tying the laces of her trainers, I stand up and lift her gently to her feet, closing the gap between us as much as I can but her protruding bump definitely gets in the way these days. Sliding my hands round to rest on the small of her back, I rub gentle circles, knowing how achy it has been today and how uncomfortable she has been feeling. "I love you wonder woman. You are amazing."

I've always been protective of Dot but after being such an ass and then finding out she was pregnant, I've been determined to do as much as I can for her and recognise every little change in her body and behaviour. At the last appointment, we had been told that baby is nice and low and ready to come any time now, so i'm on high alert . As we walk along the Thames at a snails pace, I notice how she isn't as quick as she is normally, struggling more and we have nipped into Gail's for a quick loo stop, food and a rest for Di. As we finish our sandwich, I can tell she is getting sleepy again so I quietly suggest that we Uber it home. I'm glad we did, because she fell asleep 30seconds into our journey home. Cradling her close as we head up in the lift, I mentally run through what we have in the house and what we need, planning a quick shop run whilst Dotty has a nap. Once inside, I lie her on the soft, placing one pillow under her hips, another under her neck and a final one under her feet, draping the fluffy blanket over her and offering a kiss. "I'm nipping to the shops me love, do you want anything in particular? Anything baby wants?" I smirk, knowing that has been her excuse a lot recently. "Um...baby says it wants some chocolate please Daddy? Just something yummy." She smiles, closing her eyes for a bit. Content that she is safe and happy for now, rubbing her bump as baby kicks, hard, I place a kiss on her lips and head towards the shop, planning to be as quick as I can.

Wandering round the sweetie aisle in Sainsburys, I have a basket currently full oreo chocolates, plain chocolate and of course, Malteasers, which have been the craving of the week. Glancing around for any last minute bargains and possible necessities, i'm distracted by my phone ringing and Dianne's caller ID flashing up. "Ello me love, what has baby decided it wants now?" I chuckle, shifting the basket up my arm a bit and reaching out for the chocolate covered pretzels I had spied. "Out. The baby wants out Joe." She says softly, like a normal, every day conversation, nothing like a woman who is in labour. "You're gonna kill me Joe but my waters have just broke as I went to get up off the sofa." I drop the pretzels I had been holding and freeze, words escaping my brain.

"Joe, can you come home please? Baby Sugg is coming, I don't think you need to rush but this baby is definitely on it's way."

Shit.

I'm going to be a Dad!

Absolute massive shoutout to my main gal, GreenDrummer// @_diannesugg for 1) Giving me this idea, already half written 2) supplying me with further ideas and inspiration 3) the constant support with life in general 4) exposing my stupid moments on twitter. This idea would not be here without you! Hope you all enjoy!