Long time no see.
Was soll ich sagen? Der letzte Post ist über 2 Jahre her! Und was ist nicht alles in dieser Zeit passiert! Wo soll ich anfangen?
Olivia hat jetzt einen (wow er ist tatsächlich schon so alt) 2-jährigen Bruder. Und -schwups- sind wir auch schon mitten drin in der Erklärung, warum der letzte Posts unter anderem so lange her ist.
Bennet und ich sind beide mit Geschwistern aufgewachsen und daher war es auch für uns irgendwie nie eine Frage, ob Olivia noch ein Geschwisterchen kriegen sollte. Man kann nicht wirklich sagen, dass wir super reflektiert an diese Entscheidung gegangen sind. Es war uns einfach klar. Als ich dann schwanger war, fiel uns aber relativ schnell auf, dass das mit zwei Kindern mal eine ganz andere Nummer werden wird.
Meine Schwangerschaft mit Olivia war echt entspannt und einfach. Die zweite Schwangerschaft war doch recht anstrengend und begleitet von einigen Unannehmlichkeiten. Mit einer 2 1/2-jährigen ist es halt nichts so richtig mit Füße hochlegen, nochmal die Zeit zu Zweit genießen oder sich vollkommen dem Nestbau hingeben. Vor allem nicht mit einem so lebenslustigen und aufgewecktem Mädchen, wie Olivia es ist.
Und hey, es heißt doch immer, dass man ein wildes und ein ruhiges Kind bekommt, dass das zweite Kind einfach so mitläuft, die Kinder immer ganz toll miteinander spielen und sowieso Geschwister für die Sozialisierung der Kinder total wichtig sind. Zu Punkt eins kann ich sagen: Jakob ist noch aufgeweckter als Olivia. Seine Erzieherin im Kindergarten meinte neulich, dass sie in ihrer 17-jährigen Erzieherlaufbahn noch nie ein so energiegeladenes Kind erlebt hätte. Soweit zu ruhig. Zu dem Thema “das zweite Kind läuft einfach so mit” kann ich nur sagen, dass Jakob es gar nicht einsieht einfach so mitzulaufen. Er läuft voraus oder hinterher, aber definitiv nicht einfach mit. “Aber man weiß ja jetzt schon wie alles läuft.” Klar, wenn du zwei Klone hast, ist es easy. Bei uns lief nichts so, wie es schon bei Olivia gelaufen ist und daher kann ich zu diesem Punkt nur sagen: Hm nö. Dass die Kinder miteinander spielen stimmt schon. Allerdings erst nach so ca. 1 1/2 Jahren. Ab diesem Zeitpunkt ist es wirklich süß, wie sie anfangen miteinander zu kommunizieren, Späße zu machen, sich gegen die Eltern zu verbünden, erste Spiele spielen und sich gegenseitig trösten. Aber die 1 1/2 Jahre zuvor waren für uns echt stressig.
Um nur zwei Beispiele zu nennen: Olivia fühlte sich permanent zurück gesetzt-trotz Geschwisterkurs vor der Geburt des Bruders und wirklich vielen Einzelunternehmungen mit Mama oder Papa oder beiden zusammen. Jakob hatte beschlossen, dass Mamas oder Papas Arm definitv der beste Platz zum Schlafen ist und so erst mich die ersten 8 Monate und dann Bennet weitere 1 1/2 Jahre zum vielen untätigen Rumsitzen verdonnert. Was wiederum bedeutete, dass man während dieser Zeit nichts mit Olivia unternehmen konnte, was (na, wer hat aufgepasst?) zum Beispiel eins führte.
Nach 8 Monaten haben Bennet und ich die Rollen getauscht und ich bin arbeiten gegangen und Bennet hat seine echte Elternzeit (damit meine ich mehr als die obligatorischen zwei Reisemonate) gestartet. Und das war höchste Zeit. Es war zur Routine geworden, dass er mich abends, wenn er von der Arbeit nach Hause gekommen war, heulend mit den beiden Kindern aufgefunden hat. Im Nachhinein gesehen, war es vielleicht ein verspäteter Babyblues oder einfach die totale Überforderung durch das Scheitern an meinen Vorstellungen von einer guten Mutter, die nebenbei aber noch ihr eigenes Leben hat. Schließlich hatte sich unser Leben mit nur einem Kind nicht sonderlich verändert und es war weiterhin alles gut unter einen Hut zu bringen gewesen. Mit zwei Kindern ging das aber plötzlich nicht mehr, was (besonders für mich) eine echt krasse Erfahrung war.
Mit dem Rollentausch entspannte sich die Situation etwas, sodass wir dann auf die lustige Idee kamen ein Haus zu kaufen und zu renovieren. Gleichzeitig wechselte ich den Job und Bennet wurde als Dankeschön für die Elternzeit direkt im Anschluss daran gefeuert. Nicht, dass uns langweilig werden könnte.
Nunja, jetzt könnte man aus dem Text ziehen, dass wir es bereuen, dass wir ein zweites Kind bekommen haben. Und dazu kann ich nur ganz klar “nein” sagen. Ja, es ist nicht leichter geworden. Ja, es gibt noch eine Person, um die man sich kümmern muss. Ja, die noch vorhandene Freiheit bei einem Kind war nun komplett weg. Aber dafür haben wir einen immer fröhlichen Frechdachs bekommen, der es schafft auch die stressigste Situation zu entspannen und Olivia zum Kuscheln gebracht hat. Wir könnten nicht dankbarer sein.
Long time no see- bedeutet nicht, dass es nichts zu berichten gibt. Sondern eher so viel, dass ich nicht zum Schreiben gekommen bin.
Dazu aber mehr in den nächsten Texten.
Back when I didn’t feel like an utter piece of shit💩
It’s gonna be a long process but I’ll get there ❤️
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Baby Blues Themed Trimming pack
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Hot bath Ran 🛀 ✅
Takeaway Planned ✅
Games at the ready ✅
Drinks ready ✅
My night literally planned out, chilled relaxing and most of all shutting world out for a short while ❤️
Side note if anyone has Instagram drop me a message :)
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It’s the gorgeous blue eyes and smile for me.
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Baby Blues 11/?
Summary: Ace goes to his first doctor’s visit, and Alex checks in with her doctor.
Warnings: First shots, crying, doctor visits, slight jealousy. Fluffy Dad!Chris content. Body insecurities, health concerns, and mentions of sex.
A/N: Rest in Power to Chadwick Boseman, our Black Panther and King. He gave us so much while battling cancer, not just Black Panther. The work he has done in the amount of time he had left a mark, and cannot be replicated. Chadwick Boseman has been such a force in Hollywood that no one could ever forget him. My heart goes out to all his close friends and family.
Also, let’s not make this about Black Panther 2.
6 Weeks Old
“I mean they can program a robot to perform surgery on a grape but they still have to jab a n-e-e-d-l-e into my baby’s skin for vaccinations.” Alex glared at a few of the other moms in the waiting room, eyeing Chris up and down with Ace.
Chris fed him while Alex filled out the medical file. He was noisy drinking from the bottle, but he took to bottle feeding easier than Alex expected. She watched from the corner of her eye, Chris was a natural, jumping right into action whenever Ace needed something. Seeing him walk around the house with Ace never got old. He was always singing songs to him, some made up. Alex’s favorite so far was the one called ‘Doggies Are Friendly’, in attempts to get Ace to warm up to Dodger. No luck.
Overall seeing Chris Evans with a baby was enough to get any woman excited, and willing to give him more. So she could understand the gazes he got from the other moms, but that didn’t mean she had to just sit there and let them undress her husband with their eyes.
“Al, he can’t understand you.” He watched Ace, unaware of the extra eyes lusting after him
“He’s intuitive Chris, he knows what I mean." Alex frowned, thinking about the how upset Ace would be once he got his shots. She always thought her mother was being overprotective when she was younger but now she understood it completely. She could hear him crying now, and the thought made her eyes sting.
Chris finally looked up, after hearing the infliction in Alex’s voice ”What’s wrong?”
“Don’t say that, we’re not gonna bottle up our feelings.”
She half shrugged “I guess it’s a mental thing. I mean I know he has to get the shots- I just feel like I’m a monster, purposefully putting him through pain.”
“Baby, it’s a required check up, the first of many shots down the road. You aren’t a monster, you’re a mother.”
“Evans?” the nurse called out from behind the counter
“Are you gonna be okay?” Chris asked as they stood, shifting Ace against his shoulder to burp him
“If you’re asking me if I’m gonna cry, I’m making no promises.” she quickly admitted
Alex hovered over the nurse while she weighed and measured Ace, and checked his heartbeat. Ace’s face when the cold stethoscope touched his chest was adorably deadpan. However, Chris was the one with all the questions, discussing development stages with the nurse the entire time. Going over Ace’s feeding and sleeping routine, asking if the amount of sleep was too little or too much. Would changing the baby wipes would cause any rashes. How soon would it be before hiding out if he was actually allergic to food or animals. And he jotted it all down in his phone, Alex stopped the nurse short when she offered to give Chris her number for any future questions.
“Al, I can hold him.” Chris offered once it was time for the vaccine shots
“No, it’s fine. I can handle it.” She kept Ace’s head turned away facing Chris. The nurse took a step closer, syringe in hand, Alex moved away slightly. “Sorry.”
The nurse tried again, Alex turned the other way.
“Mrs. Evans, I need you to stop moving him.”
“Okay, you hold him.” she conceded, before handing Ace over to Chris
She chewed her nail and watched from her new spot. Ace cried the second the nurse stuck him, Chris felt tears rising to his eyes. He went to wipe them away before anyone could see but more spilled over hearing the cries getting louder. Ace fidgeted against Chris, a heartbreaking attempt for him to move away from whatever stuck him.
“It’s okay baby.” Alex did her best to soothe him while the nurse prepped for another shot. She looked up at Chris, his cheeks wet but he kept his face straight, Alex wiped the tears away from her husband’s face before repeating “It’s okay baby.”
Seeing Ace’s lip poke out while the nurse moved in to stick him again nearly made Chris go into full defense mode, but he bit the inside of his cheek when the crying started again. Ace’s, not his.
“It’s okay honey, we’re all done with the shots.” the nurse soothed, covering the puncture points with small smiley face band-aids
“Yay, all done!” Alex clapped while Chris kissed the top of his son’s head to calm him “You okay?” Alex gave her husband some comforting back rubs
“Yeah, I’m okay.” He sniffled
"Good because now we have to go to my appointment."
After chewing down the nails on her left hand, Alex was half through her right one when she was called into her doctor’s exam room. Chris offered to go in with her, but she quickly declined, knowing she would have to be undressed for part, if not most, of the check-up. She done her own self-examination last night, seeing how different she looked down there.
She didn’t want to be vain about it, but the first thing that popped in her head once she looked was how much she needed to get a wax. The second was equally as vain as it was humbling when she thought about having sex with Chris again. Her husband, AKA, Captain freaking America, who could eat to his hearts content and still come out looking as cut as the day she met him. Alex wanted to kick him and kiss him at the same time.
“Well Alex,” her doctor spoke, going over her notes “my main concern for you right now, is your blood pressure. It’s a little higher than usual, what’s your diet like at home?”
“More red meat than before, loads of pasta.” Alex paused to think “I tried string peas, y’know just for research purposes, surprisingly good.”
She chuckled “I tended to lean towards the squash when my first kid was born, but peas were a close second. What about stress?”
Alex shrugged “Fine, I guess. I mean, I can deal with it.”
“Alex, you can’t take this lightly. Stress can be just as harmful as smoking, for both you and your son. You are still breast feeding right?”
“Yes, and I started pumping.”
She jotted down some more notes “Mhmm, and how’s that going? No issues? Low milk supply? Pain while nursing?”
“Aside from the nipple chaffing, not really.” Alex picked at her nails, her doctor noticed
“Alex, I can’t help if you’re not one hundred percent honest with me. It’s bad enough we have doctors that downplay our symptoms because of a bullshit theory that Black people, specifically Black women, have higher pain tolerance. Don’t put on a brave face, not when it comes to your health.”
“Well when you put it like that- I hate pumping, I hate feeding sometimes too. It’s like a bunch of pins and needles sticking me when I do it, just sucking the life out of me. I don’t recognize my body anymore, and I’m warning you now, it’s not pretty down there. As for the stress, my husband and I have been fighting over what’s best for Ace, and our marriage. Which makes me concerned for when I go back to working. My Dad damn near broke his back, my son won’t sleep for longer than an hour, and I think he hates our family dog.” Alex exhaled a sharp breath
“You feel better?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“If you don’t like the feel you have when pumping when why do it?”
“Chris wants to be included in feed Alexander, my son, which I get. He’s gonna be back and forth between working and home again, so he wants his chance to bond with him.”
“But breast feeding is also uncomfortable to you?”
“Only when he fights trying to latch, but once he does and he’s calm, it’s worth it.”
“Have you ever considered formula? Lots of new moms do it, even rotated between that and breast milk. It’s actually proven to help both the mom and the baby.”
“We’ve talked about it, I voted against it.”
“I’m not saying you should, ultimately it’s your choice, but I will recommend, giving it a shot considering the stress you might be going through.” she scribbled down a few more notes “Now physically, how do you feel?”
“In my vagina?”
“There too. Please scoot forward and lay back for me.”
Alex followed orders and put her legs in the stirrups “Mostly tired, out of everything I’m exhausted. I’ve been walking to try and slim down a bit, but the weight isn’t going anywhere.”
“That’s to be expected, a lot of new moms hope for the baby weight to drop right off.” Alex’s doctor explained while pulling on her gloves “However, a lot of it is your uterus trying to shrink back to it’s regular size after being stretched out for nine months. Perfectly normal to like your body isn’t the same anymore, because it’s not. It gets easier the more kids you have.”
Alex chuckled “I don’t plan on having another one for a while.”
“Are you taking birth control?”
“No, Ace’s spit up on my clothes is all the birth control I need right now.” Alex shifted slightly “Plus I don’t really get in the mood too often now a days. Not sure if it’s emotional or mental but I’m just not ready to bring intimacy back in just yet.”
“Well physically, you’re good to go. Stitches are all healed, no signs of infection or tears. I will recommend going easy though, as well as a birth control, in case your mood changes.”
“Thanks, what do you recommend for my marriage?” Alex asked jokingly
“I have an acquaintance who’s a marriage counselor. I can give you her contact information if you like.”
“Um- I think I’ll pass this time Doc.”
“Okay then, I’ll let you get dressed and just talk to Toni at the desk before you leave to set up your next appointment.”
Chris stood once he saw Alex reenter the waiting room, Ace was fast asleep in the carrier.
“What did your doctor say? How are you doing?”
Alex did her best not to hesitate “A little concerned about my diet, said my blood pressure was a bit high, but overall-”
“Are you okay?”
“Chris, let me finish.” she gave him a reassuring smile “I gotta fix my diet, limit my stress and my blood pressure will be fine.”
“What did she say about- other things?” he hinted, a light blush creeping to his cheeks
“Well- my insatiable husband- I should wait a little longer. Nothing is wrong it’s just what she recommends.”
Chris nodded “Okay, not a problem.” He wrapped his arm around her shoulders “We’ll wait, doctor’s orders.”
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Baby Blues 6/?
Summary: Alex accidentally shares Ace's first milestone on IG before Chris.
Warnings: Baby shaming (is that a thing?), arguing, rude IG/Twitter comments
A/N: Would you guys like to read any of my original works? My friend has me thinking about posting my chapters on here.
4 Weeks (and 3 Days)
Although she didn’t want to give into co-sleeping, Alex found that it actually helped her sleep better having Ace closer. The self-soothing was still working for him, but rather than going back and forth during the night to feed, Alex moved his bassinet into her bedroom. Much to Dodger’s dismay.
“It’s temporary bubba.” Alex assured him
Ace gurgled from his place on the play mat, ideally set up for Alex to attempt some writing but once she was him practically hypnotized by the colorful toys hovering over him, she decided to put it aside for the moment.
"Are you having fun Alexander?" Alex cooed and tickled his little belly "You like the pretty colors?"
He kicked in response. Alex pulled out her phone, going to Instagram. She was happy when Chris finally caved and got one, she sent him so many Hamilton, puppy and Disney related videos. Now she would gladly flood his messages with videos of Ace.
“Say hi Ace, say hi to Daddy.” Alex tickled his tummy again
Ace squealed and flashed a smile.
“Was that a smile?” she repeated her actions, and he smiled wider, gums on full display and a happy grunt “You’re smiling! Look at you, your first smile!”
Alex quickly hit the send button before putting her phone aside, then went back to playing and cuddling with Ace.
“Wait until Daddy sees that smile.” She turned him over onto his stomach. He whined, tummy time was his least favorite thing to do "I know, I know but we gotta do it."
Alex moved so she was across from Ace, resting on her stomach too. He bobbed his head up and down until he met Alex's eyes and smiled again. She decided writing could wait until tomorrow.
When Renee got back from the grocery store the two duo were all smiles, Alex half singing a long forgotten nursery rhyme and Ace still enjoying the tune.
"He's smiling?" She rushed over
"Say 'yes I am, and it's not gas this time'." Alex said in a high pitched voice, getting another joyful squeal from her son
"I like smiling babies, come to Nana." She pulled Ace into her arms "Did you tell Chris?"
"Yeah I sent him a video. I don't think he replied yet." Alex looked around for her phone, finding it on the far side of the couch.
She was positive Chris replied over an hour ago, but she just wasn't paying the phone any attention. And surely enough there were missed calls and texts flooding her notifications. The most recent one being from her friends:
He's so cute Al!!
Looks just like Chris, but has your eyes 👀
About time you shared a pic!
You're trending rn
She came across the missed calls and texts from Chris.
Chris: Al call me back
Confused, Alex went through Twitter. She and Chris were in fact trending, the headline reading 'Alex Evans shares smiling video of newborn son on IG!'
"Oh shit." Alex jumped up from her spot on the floor
Alex sped dialed Chris "Kinda sorta."
"Al?" Chris answered on the second ring
"Are you aware that you posted a video of our son on Instagram?"
"Now I am, I get that you're mad-"
"Mad, why would I be mad? Just because his first smile was shared with the rest of the world before me." He said almost accusingly
"Chris, it was an accident. I thought I sent the video to you."
"I'm not-" he sighed "I'm not blaming you."
"Kinda feels like your are."
"I just said I wasn't."
"Well your tone says otherwise." Alex snapped. Renee signaled that she was taking Ace into the other room. “Chris, I can’t undo what happened.”
“I know that, but you just opened up a flood gate of self-entitled requests and opinions from people who have no right to our son’s life.”
Alex suppress a scoff but rolled her eyes “Flood gate is a bit of a stretch don’t you think.”
“You haven’t seen the comments have you? And I can feel you rolling your eyes.”
“No, I haven’t read them, because it doesn’t matter what they think, plus I stopped reading them after we got married.”
“Well a few of the following include: ‘He shouldn’t be on the floor like that, he’ll have to were a helmet.’ ‘Wow his wife just had a kid and he’s down in Mexico? What kind of guy does that?’ and my least favorite ‘isn’t he a bit dark? Cevans might wanna get a DNA test done.’ All the other ones I already have blocked.”
“You know that last one is just some asshole troll. And why are you taking it out on me? I already told you it was an accident.”
“I’m not taking it out on you.”
“Yes you are! Otherwise we wouldn’t be having this conversation. You’d just be happy that your son smiled for the first time.” Alex snapped
“I am happy.” Chris half shouts, then he took a deep breath “I gotta go, they need me.”
“Sure fine.” Alex huffed out
Even over two thousand miles away, Chris could sense Alex’s aggravation “Give Ace a kiss for me.”
Both waited for the other one to speak up, but they were too stubborn for their own good. Alex could hear Chris being beckoned to join the rest of the cast before it got too late.
“I gotta go.” he repeats
“I know.” Alex opened her mouth to speak again when she heard the beep “I love you.”
* * *
Chris stared at his phone, stupidly ending the call before he could say anything else.
He believed Alex when she said it was an accident, a few birthday and party surprises had been spoiled from her hitting the wrong speed dial button or accidentally using ‘reply all’ in an email. But having to catch his son’s first milestone after two million strangers bothered him. The thought of being away for any other big moments, only seeing them through screens, pissed him off even more.
His anger got the better of him this time, he knew it.
He wanted to call back, text, hell he’d hire a sky writer to make sure Alex got the message.
“I love you.”
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Yesterday makeup was on point 💫 Starting to slowly come out of my shell 🐚
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Nothing beats a nice hot bubble bath 🛀 & chilled afternoon with some movies and catch up on a bit work ❤️
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Throwback to the day i bought this dress! I still haven’t worn it yet... i need a reason to wear it 💖
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Baby Blues 4/?
Summary: An unexpected visit from her mother makes Alex second guess some things.
A/N: Tagging for upcoming chapters of Baby Blues is now open! Leave a comment of message me if you’d like to be tagged in future chapters.
3 Weeks Old
Alex couldn't remember the last time she put a comb to her hair, but judging by the amount of shedding and knots she had to detangle, it was long overdue. She barely even recognized herself in the mirror when she stood in front of the mirror. Her hair remained in the same two braids, the bags under her eyes were big enough to hide all of America's most wanted criminals. And she didn't even want to think about what she looked like naked. She'd started wearing Chris's sweatshirts, and her over sized t-shirts around the house, the extra fabric hiding her post-baby figure.
Although Alex knew a snap back body didn't happen to new mom, she still held out hope that the "Mom-ba" (A Zumba class for pregnant and new moms) would've at least shaped her butt a little more.
"Hey." Chris greeted upon entering the room, he came over to kiss Alex on the cheek. He still reeked of the gym, his shirt stained with sweat and possibly baby spit up, or a spilled protein shake.
"Hi, looks like you had a nice workout." Alex watched her husband undress, pulling off his shirt first. A sight she use to swoon over, made her almost envious now.
Even when training for Captain America, Chris seems to able to eat whatever he wanted and still come out looking like- well a super solider. Alex and Scarlett, both on diets at the time, bonded over how unfair it was and how much they hated celery.
Chris caught Alex watching from the corner of his eye, she averted her stare down to her hands. Her nails were practically chewed down to the nub. He sauntered back over to her, a towel wrapped tight around his waist.
"Since Ace is down for his nap, you wanna join me?" He tilted his head towards the bathroom
"Can't- I'm not cleared for any strenuous activity yet." She kept her eyes down
"I know, we can just shower together." Chris bent down to leave a soft kiss on the base of Alex's neck "Completely innocent."
"Not in your vocabulary Evans." Alex pulled away "I'm gonna get started on dinner."
"Let's order in, relax a bit. I’m only here for a few more days, I wanna spend some time with my wife.” he pouts, he looked like Ace when he pouts
Chris started to kiss down the side of Alex's face and back to her neck.
"Chris." She playfully swatted at him, and pushed him back. "Go shower."
"Fine, I'll take a shower." He gave her one final kiss on the cheek followed by a smack on her ass.
Alex rolled her eyes, almost half a mind to actually take him up on the not so innocent offer. Chris was always extra affectionate before he had to leave, not that she minded. Being apart from each other sucked, limited to talking and sharing personal moments through video calls and texts. But she'd be lying if she didn't get a warm feeling in her stomach the whenever she woke up and Chris was still on the phone. That's how they communicated around the house now, at least if Alexander was asleep and they weren't right next to each other. He's such a light sleeper, and once he was finally down Alex worked overtime to make sure he stayed asleep. Going as far as putting a sign on the door saying "Sleeping newborn: ring this doorbell and get hit with a used diaper."
So when the doorbell rang, followed by knocking, Alex hissed at whoever it was before she even opened the door. However, she wasn't expecting her mother, who lived in Port St. Lucie, to be standing on the other side, with a bright smile and two suitcases.
Ma?" Alex gawked "What are you doing here?"
Her mother stepped inside and wrapped her arms around Alex.
"I'm sorry, I read the sign after I rung the doorbell. Is he sleeping right now? I wanna see my grandson so bad." She whispered
"Yeah, he's asleep. Ma, no offense, but what are you doing here? Why do you have suitcases? Is everything okay? Where's Dad?"
"Oh yes, everything is fine, your Dad is fine. I just came by to help out with Alexander."
Alex watched her mother roll her bags inside, still processing the information.
"B-but I didn't call you."
Alex's mother pursed her lips "I know. Sweetie, you never ask for help. You always try to do things on your own. So when Chris called me-"
"Chris called you?"
"Don't be upset."
Alex felt her teeth press down on her tongue, the words she wanted to say, not meant for her mother.
"Excuse me for a second?" Alex was already storming back to her room before her mother could open her mouth.
Chris hummed in the shower, unaware of his wife coming in until she ran the hot water in the sink.
"Ah, cold cold!" He flinched away from the water "Alex?"
"Did you call my Mom?"
Chris slid the shower door back. "What?"
"You called my Mom."
"Chris, I told you that Ace and I would be fine. Did you really believe that I couldn't be left alone with him without breaking down? Do you think I'm a bad mom or something?"
"What? No, of course not." Chris turned off the water and reached for his towel. "I just saw how much you were doing, and I didn't want you stressed the entire time I was gone."
"I appreciate that, but calling my mom to babysit me? You didn't even give me a chance."
Chris started to say something when Ace cried out. Alex immediately left for the nursery, by the time she got there her mother was cradling Ace, entertaining him with baby talk.
"Who's the cutest baby in the world? Alexander is, yes he is." She smiled "Do you know who I am? I'm your Nana. Say Nana, Na-na. I'm gonna spoil you so much, and if your Mama gives you any trouble just tell me."
"I don't believe this, my mother is plotting to go behind my back with my son." Alex jokingly accused "Renee King, I have half a mind to tell your mother."
Renee snorts "Good luck with that. You didn't have to come rushing in, I got him."
"I don't doubt that, but he normally doesn't wake up so soon from a nap." Alex failed to suppress the yawn from herself
"Aw does my baby need a nap too?" Renee teased
"No, I actually need to go started dinner."
"Okay, go, I can watch the sweetest baby in the universe." She tickled Ace's tummy "Who's Nana's little man? You are."
Dinner was, to say the least, awkward. Alex had forgotten to take the meat out the freezer, so they had no choice but to order in. Chris and Renee carried on most of the conversations, since Alex was giving Chris the cold shoulder for the time being. She knew it wouldn't last too long, neither of them would be able to live with themselves, if they weren't on speaking terms before Chris left, it was a rule they had. The only time they ever did, it was almost three years ago.
Alex couldn't even remember what they were arguing about in the first place, a comment said during an interview, maybe an ex, or their busy work schedules, who knows at this point. But they hadn't talked for two days before she had to leave for a press tour. On her way to the airport some idiot sped through a red light at an intersection, crashing into the car Alex was in. Chris never left her side, even after she was cleared to go home from the hospital.
Once the kitchen was cleaned, and Ace went down, Alex had to admit to herself how much easier it was having her mom help out. So she knew her petty, silent treatment with Chris wouldn’t last too much longer.
He was packing up a suitcase when Alex made her way to their bedroom. Alex started refolding the clothes he already had in the suitcase, Chris always half folded when he packed.
“You were right. Having my mom here does help me out a bit.”
“I still should’ve asked you before I called her.” Chris threw in pair of jeans “You know I don’t think you’re a bad mom.”
“I know.” She started to refold the jeans when Chris tilted her face up towards him.
“I mean that Al, you’re doing amazing.”
She tightly wrapped her arms around Chris’s waist “Thank you baby. That means a lot, and you’re doing great too.”
Alex stood on her toes to give him a kiss. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Chris pressed his lips to hers again, her fingernails softly scratched at the back of his head. “When do you get cleared for strenuous activity?”
“Not for another few weeks.” she sighed “But you’ll be back by then.”
“How about we go out to dinner once I get back?”
Alex dramatically gasped “Outside? Like with other adults?”
“And food we don’t have to cook ourselves.”
“Ooh, I knew I married you for a reason.”
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Baby Blues 2/?
Summary: Chris and Alex bring Ace home and revisit a conversation about nannies.
Chris Evans x Black Reader
Warnings: Mentions of sex and fluff
A/N: Ace and Alexander are the same baby, I prefer using the nickname (Ace) to prevent confusion between mother and child. Also if any moms or dads would like to chime in on their own experiences with parenthood, I would 100% appreciate it.
2 Days Old
Alex didn't think Chris could drive as slow as he did on the way home from the hospital. She swears if he went two miles over designated limit, he'd shave off five just to be safe. But she didn't mind, Chris just wanted to make sure they got home unscratched and without waking the baby. She was just as bad, leaning over to the backseat to check on him every two minutes.
Alex didn't think Chris could get more attractive, until she saw him with the baby carrier in one hand and the diaper bag in the other. If she wasn't so tired, and required to wear a pad the size of a diaper, she would've been all over her husband.
Dodger could be heard running to the door the second Alex and Chris walked in, immediately going to Alex and following her and Chris into the living room.
"Hey Dodge." Alex scratched him behind the ear
"We have a surprise for you." Chris sat the carrier next to Alex on the couch.
"Welcome home, Alexander." Alex undid the clasp on the carrier to take him out “Meet Dodger.”
Alex leaned down to put Ace at Dodger’s eye level. Dodger sniffed the newborn, inspecting the newest addition to the family. Ace whined and fidgeted before full on crying. Dodger backed away, defeated.
"Oh, it's okay Bubba." Chris pats him on the head "He's probably just sleepy.”
“Soon you’re gonna be best friends.” Alex said to Dodger, but her eyes remained on Ace.
He stared back, watching his new surroundings. Chris took the opportunity to sneak a quick picture. The first of many. Normally Alex would catch him in the act, but she was so enchanted by Ace, she didn’t even see him moving behind the couch, watching over her shoulder.
“We can put him the nursery, get him use to it.” Chris suggested
“Okay.” Alex made no effort to move
“Al, you gotta put him down eventually.” he tells her
“Yeah- but not now.” she lightly brushed the soft hairs on her son’s head “I am a little hungry though.”
“I can make dinner.”
“Since when?” Alex joked
“Well I can reheat the leftovers.” Chris headed for the kitchen “I swear I’m gonna learn how to cook more than just eggs and pancakes.”
Alex knew her husband’s cooking skills fell short. She often wondered how he managed to survive before they met. She’d never forget the time when she first cooked for him, three months into their relationship, and he practically proposed right then and there. Chris swears that if Marvel told him ‘Stop eating Alex’s cooking or stop being Cap’ he would’ve chosen Alex each time. But now that he wouldn’t be wearing the signature red, white and blue uniform anymore, he happily chowed down on home cooked meals.
Having Chris home after he’d been away for months was always the best time for the both of them. Alex waking up to either fresh pancakes or morning cuddles. Chris getting to dive into the new stack of books he’d collected.Their movie nights that would end up in neither of them actually watching what was on TV, but instead with sloppy kisses and wanting moans. If she did the math right, Alex could more than likely place Ace’s conception on one of those nights.
Alex finally decided to put Ace down in his nursery, which Chris happily over stocked with Disney themed furniture and plush toys.
Ace fussed and whined the second Alex put him down in his crib.
"It's okay." She soothes, letting his fist grip her finger "Momma's still here."
"Hey, food's ready." Chris announced louder than expected. Ace jumped and began to cry. Alex scolded Chris when he rushed into the nursery. "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking."
He leans over to pick the startled newborn up again.
"Daddy's sorry." He hummed and rocked back and forth "Daddy didn't mean to scare you."
Alex couldn't stop her eyes from roaming all over Chris in full Daddy mode. Watching him one handedly hold Ace, while reaching for a swaddling blanket. She sat in the armchair next to the changing table, examining Chris while he wrapped Ace in the blanket. But mostly she was mesmerized by him repeatedly referring to himself as 'daddy'.
"Al?" Chris pulled Alex away from her thoughts "You okay?"
"Yeah, yeah I'm just- tired." She shifted in her seat, eyes shamelessly glued to her husband’s ass while he laid Ace back down in the crib. Her stomach grumbled, pulling her from her thoughts again “And hungry.”
“Let’s go eat then.” Chris held his hand out for Alex to take and pulled her alongside of him, out of the room
“He’s probably gonna get hungry again soon.” Alex bit her lip “We figure out a feeding and sleeping schedule for him.Would it be a bit weird to eat in the nursery while he slept?”
“Not entirely, but let’s give it a day before we start hovering.” he joked
It was ten minutes into their meal when Alex checked the video baby monitor on her phone when Chris got up to let Dodger. She strained her eyes too catch any slight movement, she didn't like how still he was.
"Are you looking at the baby monitor?" Chris peeked from over her shoulder
"Just to make sure he's still breathing." Alex's squinting continued "Does it look like he's not breathing? I'm gonna go check on him."
"Al,” Chris gentle pushed her down by her shoulders, then his fingers started to dig into her tensed muscles. She soon gave in with a sigh, resting her head on Chris’s forearm “Better?”
“Kinda, I still wanna check on him.”
“I know, but you like you told me, we can handle this.” he kissed the top of her head and continued to massage her shoulders “And all without a nanny.”
Alex tensed again "You said you agreed with me when I said I didn't want a nanny."
"I did, still do. It's just, once we go back to work-"
"I'm a writer, Chris. I can do most of my work from home. I can handle working and being a mom."
He half nods "Okay."
"Unless you don't think I can." she pulled away from him
"I didn't say that, Al." he paused “I just don’t want you piling up on everything and getting overwhelmed. There’s nothing wrong with having help.”
“Well, I don’t like the idea that a nanny can just come up to me one day, and tell me Ace took his first steps or said his first words, without either of us being there.” Alex pouts “And what if they end up being a nut job? You watched ‘Hand that Rocked the Cradle’ didn’t you?”
“Baby, that was fictional.”
“What about Carlina White? That was a true story, I saw the interviews.”
Chris sat down in the chair next to her “Al, I say this because I love you, but you bite off more than you can chew some days. Remember when you had your book chapters due, and a screenplay, and then you volunteered to help your best friend with her bridal shower all in the same week.”
“I got it done though.” Alex said confidently
“Yeah but you were so burned out by the end of it you couldn’t enjoy any of it.” he held her face in both his hands, squeezing her cheeks until her pout went away “Promise me, you’re not going to run yourself into the ground, by trying to be superwoman.”
“Okay, I promise.”
“Good.” Chris leaned in a little closer “Have I told you how beautiful you are today?”
Alex giggled “Not yet.”
“You’re beautiful.” Chris brought his lips to hers for a soft but meaningful kiss. Ace’s cries followed shortly after, Alex all but jumped up from her seat
Chris smiled at his wife’s fleeing figure then turned to the baby monitor on his own phone to watch in and listen to them both.
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