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ladyironlungs:

the-inspired-lesbian:

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underneathherwings ;  
Poppy sat outside in the hospital waiting area, swinging her foot and biting at her lip. She would occasionally get up and pace ever so often but then she would sit back down again. She was anxious for the surgery to be over and to receive any news on her wife's condition.

underneathherwings:

minervashogwarts:

minervashogwarts:

Getting put under was nerve wracking. All the needles, bags of fluids, and the mask the anesthesiologist placed over her nose and mouth made Minerva’s skin crawl- then again that could have been the fluids. Two hours later, the procedure was over and she was wheeled into the recovery ward for another hour. Doctor Shapiro came out to the waiting room and spoke to Poppy, “She made it through with no complications. We saw no sign of other masses for cancerous tissue but we won’t know for sure until the biopsy comes back. In an hour, we’ll move her into a room and you can see her.”

Minerva chuckled, “She looks more like you. But she’s ours. She’s our little one.” She sighed and relaxed back comfortably, “I’m sleepy. Really sleepy and thankfully I have a catheter.”

"Sleep, Min. Get some rest. I’ll be here when you wake," she chuckled and moved to sit in the chair across from the hospital bed. Poppy placed her hands on her stomach and smiled, whispering softly, "You did a good job today, sweet baby."

She flashed her a grin and nestled down between the sheets. Loopy, she knew, but she felt good. Definite much better than she did when she went into the operating theater. But having their daughter there was the absolute best thing in the world. Minerva knew it was her being drugged up but it helped and it worked to ease her through it.

underneathherwings ;  
Poppy sat outside in the hospital waiting area, swinging her foot and biting at her lip. She would occasionally get up and pace ever so often but then she would sit back down again. She was anxious for the surgery to be over and to receive any news on her wife's condition.

underneathherwings:

minervashogwarts:

minervashogwarts:

Getting put under was nerve wracking. All the needles, bags of fluids, and the mask the anesthesiologist placed over her nose and mouth made Minerva’s skin crawl- then again that could have been the fluids. Two hours later, the procedure was over and she was wheeled into the recovery ward for another hour. Doctor Shapiro came out to the waiting room and spoke to Poppy, “She made it through with no complications. We saw no sign of other masses for cancerous tissue but we won’t know for sure until the biopsy comes back. In an hour, we’ll move her into a room and you can see her.”

"I love you," she said softly and nuzzled her neck. "I can’t wait to meet out little one. I really can’t. I’m so excited I know it’s going to be great."

"So am I. I’m so glad we talked about this," she smiled and scratched her back. "I can’t wait to get a picture too. I think she’ll look like you."

Minerva chuckled, “She looks more like you. But she’s ours. She’s our little one.” She sighed and relaxed back comfortably, “I’m sleepy. Really sleepy and thankfully I have a catheter.”

♔ Sep 30 1 hour ago · 27 notes
underneathherwings ;  
Poppy sat outside in the hospital waiting area, swinging her foot and biting at her lip. She would occasionally get up and pace ever so often but then she would sit back down again. She was anxious for the surgery to be over and to receive any news on her wife's condition.

underneathherwings:

minervashogwarts:

minervashogwarts:

Getting put under was nerve wracking. All the needles, bags of fluids, and the mask the anesthesiologist placed over her nose and mouth made Minerva’s skin crawl- then again that could have been the fluids. Two hours later, the procedure was over and she was wheeled into the recovery ward for another hour. Doctor Shapiro came out to the waiting room and spoke to Poppy, “She made it through with no complications. We saw no sign of other masses for cancerous tissue but we won’t know for sure until the biopsy comes back. In an hour, we’ll move her into a room and you can see her.”

Minerva nodded and smiled, “Yeah, she’s absolutely perfect in every way. Perfect angel who kept me calm.”

Poppy wrapped her arms around her wife and rubbed her back. She knew she was being delusional, but the thought of their daughter all ready loving them, it was somehow perfect.

"I love you," she said softly and nuzzled her neck. "I can’t wait to meet out little one. I really can’t. I’m so excited I know it’s going to be great."

♔ Sep 30 1 hour ago · 27 notes
underneathherwings ;  
Poppy sat outside in the hospital waiting area, swinging her foot and biting at her lip. She would occasionally get up and pace ever so often but then she would sit back down again. She was anxious for the surgery to be over and to receive any news on her wife's condition.

underneathherwings:

minervashogwarts:

minervashogwarts:

Getting put under was nerve wracking. All the needles, bags of fluids, and the mask the anesthesiologist placed over her nose and mouth made Minerva’s skin crawl- then again that could have been the fluids. Two hours later, the procedure was over and she was wheeled into the recovery ward for another hour. Doctor Shapiro came out to the waiting room and spoke to Poppy, “She made it through with no complications. We saw no sign of other masses for cancerous tissue but we won’t know for sure until the biopsy comes back. In an hour, we’ll move her into a room and you can see her.”

"Because she was there with me in operating theater. I got to hold her and she has your eyes, my nose, and the blonde hair is as golden as the sun," she smiled softly and sighed.

Poppy felt chills at the thought and smiled softly, placing her hand over top Minerva’s before leaning down to kiss her head. “She sounds like our little princess.”

Minerva nodded and smiled, “Yeah, she’s absolutely perfect in every way. Perfect angel who kept me calm.”

♔ Sep 29 2 hours ago · 27 notes
underneathherwings ;  
Poppy sat outside in the hospital waiting area, swinging her foot and biting at her lip. She would occasionally get up and pace ever so often but then she would sit back down again. She was anxious for the surgery to be over and to receive any news on her wife's condition.

underneathherwings:

minervashogwarts:

underneathherwings:

minervashogwarts:

minervashogwarts:

Getting put under was nerve wracking. All the needles, bags of fluids, and the mask the anesthesiologist placed over her nose and mouth made Minerva’s skin crawl- then again that could have been the fluids. Two hours later, the procedure was over and she was wheeled into the recovery ward for another hour. Doctor Shapiro came out to the waiting room and spoke to Poppy, “She made it through with no complications. We saw no sign of other masses for cancerous tissue but we won’t know for sure until the biopsy comes back. In an hour, we’ll move her into a room and you can see her.”

"Thank you and I made you cry so I’m sorry," she smiled a little and too a sip of the juice. "I was wanting to talk to the baby to reassure her that I was alright."

"No, no." Poppy smiled and sat down on the bed gently. "It was happy tears. Most definitely. And you think our baby will be a girl," she smiled and placed her own hand over her stomach.

"Yes! She’s so beautiful, Poppy. She looks just like you and is so adorable…just perfect," Minerva smiled and reached out touch her stomach.

"Sweetheart?" She frowned and chuckled, patting her head. "We haven’t even seen the baby yet. How do you know what…she…looks like?"

"Because she was there with me in operating theater. I got to hold her and she has your eyes, my nose, and the blonde hair is as golden as the sun," she smiled softly and sighed.

♔ Sep 29 3 hours ago · 27 notes
underneathherwings ;  
Poppy sat outside in the hospital waiting area, swinging her foot and biting at her lip. She would occasionally get up and pace ever so often but then she would sit back down again. She was anxious for the surgery to be over and to receive any news on her wife's condition.

underneathherwings:

minervashogwarts:

minervashogwarts:

Getting put under was nerve wracking. All the needles, bags of fluids, and the mask the anesthesiologist placed over her nose and mouth made Minerva’s skin crawl- then again that could have been the fluids. Two hours later, the procedure was over and she was wheeled into the recovery ward for another hour. Doctor Shapiro came out to the waiting room and spoke to Poppy, “She made it through with no complications. We saw no sign of other masses for cancerous tissue but we won’t know for sure until the biopsy comes back. In an hour, we’ll move her into a room and you can see her.”

"Thank you and I made you cry so I’m sorry," she smiled a little and too a sip of the juice. "I was wanting to talk to the baby to reassure her that I was alright."

"No, no." Poppy smiled and sat down on the bed gently. "It was happy tears. Most definitely. And you think our baby will be a girl," she smiled and placed her own hand over her stomach.

"Yes! She’s so beautiful, Poppy. She looks just like you and is so adorable…just perfect," Minerva smiled and reached out touch her stomach.

♔ Sep 29 4 hours ago · 27 notes
underneathherwings ;  
Poppy sat outside in the hospital waiting area, swinging her foot and biting at her lip. She would occasionally get up and pace ever so often but then she would sit back down again. She was anxious for the surgery to be over and to receive any news on her wife's condition.

underneathherwings:

minervashogwarts:

Getting put under was nerve wracking. All the needles, bags of fluids, and the mask the anesthesiologist placed over her nose and mouth made Minerva’s skin crawl- then again that could have been the fluids. Two hours later, the procedure was over and she was wheeled into the recovery ward for another hour. Doctor Shapiro came out to the waiting room and spoke to Poppy, “She made it through with no complications. We saw no sign of other masses for cancerous tissue but we won’t know for sure until the biopsy comes back. In an hour, we’ll move her into a room and you can see her.”

She returned shortly after and handed her the cup of juice, completely recovered by then. “Grape juice was all I could find. And I brought you a bag of chocolates too. You said you needed something sweet. Granted, you’re in the hospital so I got you a small bag.”

"Thank you and I made you cry so I’m sorry," she smiled a little and too a sip of the juice. "I was wanting to talk to the baby to reassure her that I was alright."

♔ Sep 29 4 hours ago · 27 notes
underneathherwings ;  
Poppy sat outside in the hospital waiting area, swinging her foot and biting at her lip. She would occasionally get up and pace ever so often but then she would sit back down again. She was anxious for the surgery to be over and to receive any news on her wife's condition.

underneathherwings:

minervashogwarts:

underneathherwings:

minervashogwarts:

Getting put under was nerve wracking. All the needles, bags of fluids, and the mask the anesthesiologist placed over her nose and mouth made Minerva’s skin crawl- then again that could have been the fluids. Two hours later, the procedure was over and she was wheeled into the recovery ward for another hour. Doctor Shapiro came out to the waiting room and spoke to Poppy, “She made it through with no complications. We saw no sign of other masses for cancerous tissue but we won’t know for sure until the biopsy comes back. In an hour, we’ll move her into a room and you can see her.”

"That’s good. I’m glad you’re not in any pain. Would you like me to get you anything? Are you hungry? Thirsty?" Poppy couldn’t help but smile, just glad her wife was okay.

"Something to drink would be nice. Some juice? Apple juice or grape, I think. I feel I need something sweet," she replied with a small smile and kissed the back of Poppy’s hand before placing it on her stomach. "Hello, little one, I made it."

She chocked back on a happy sob. “Yes…Yes you did. I’ll be right back,” Poppy practically ran out crying, searching for some juice.

Minerva sighed softly and rubbed her face. She didn’t mean to make Poppy cry. She was just talking to the baby

♔ Sep 29 5 hours ago · 27 notes

They’ve become sort of terribly fond on one another, and yet they amuse each other and irritate each other too. So for all those reasons, like friends do, they rub along. They need each other. - Penelope Wilton

♔ Sep 29 5 hours ago · 49 notes