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THE FAMILY MEME

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and baby makes three (or four, or five..)

1. you're expecting! on purpose, on accident, whatever it is, you just saw that little pink plus of doom/joy! whether it's cravings or weird mood swings or just bonding with your spouse/crying over your deadbeat dad, you better start taking care of two.

2. congratulations! you've just brought home a bundle of joy! now what are you going to do with it. family bonding time?

3. the baby is growing up fast ~~because baby prompts are seriously hard to reply to~~ and they're already saying their first word. what's that magical moment like?

4. your kid is ridiculously precocious. alternatively, you are the ridiculously precocious kid. whether it's refusing to wear their underwear underneath their pants, only on the outside, or becoming an artist on daddy's paperwork, they're so cute you just want to shake them.

5. the other end of precocious--a temper tantrum! screaming and shouting in the middle of walmart? totally. how are you going to handle this.

6. we're off on vacation! DISNEY WORLD DISNEY WORLD DISNEY WORLD!!

7. spending a peaceful morning with your kids is pretty great, actually. making breakfast, snuggling up under the covers after a terrible nightmare; it's great bonding experience, whether your child is five or fifteen. warning: fifteen year olds might not want to snuggle so much.

sibling rivalry

1. SURPRISE YOU'RE A BIG SIBLING. Can we take it back yet?

2. what are siblings for if not for pranking? drawing on their face, whipped cream in their hand and the feather in their nose--whatever you can think of to torment your poor sibling.

3. your sibling has a significant other? say what. whose face do you have to beat in? are you excited? or really, really overprotective?

4. the dreaded back seat share. mom, he's in my space! dad, she drank my soda!

5. despite all that fighting you really do love each other. maybe you need some advice, and there's no one better to go to than someone who's been through it all before.

6. dude, stop touching my stuff! extending to everything from giving your favorite barbie doll a bob to smooching your significant other! what a stuff thief!

7. helping your baby sibling get ready for their very first prom/school dance/date/football game/cult initiation rite/what have you is one of the proudest moments of your life, admit it. you love your sibling.

domesticity at it's finest

1. so you finally found the person you want to spend your life with. time to tell them. pop that pretty question, right now, baby!

2. and when the wedding comes, you know it's going to be the happiest day of your life. have you written your own vows? reception's included--that thing was expensive! your first dance as spouses, your best friend's speech, oh god, why is your grandmother near the open bar.

3. you got in a little argument--cohabilitating is hard. but at least you're willing to make amends afterwards. hopefully. we don't want that to end in divorce! this is supposed to be happy, god.

4. you're cooking together! you've worked out this perfect rhythm in the kitchen--or maybe you haven't worked out a routine at all. order takeout and cuddle on the couch or enjoy the best meal of your life!

5. happy anniversary! a romantic getaway or a staycation. whatever it is you're going to take some personal time to enjoy each other, because god knows you deserve it.

6. celebrating a holiday together means anything from giving christmas presents to kissing at midnight on new years. it's one of the best parts (or the most stressful--thanks, christmas) of having a relationship.

7. can't get much more domestic than grocery shopping together. or any kind of shopping! maybe you're house hunting. maybe you're looking for a suit for your uncle's best friend's wedding. or maybe you just have a couple of mouths to feed and they're starting to whine.

teenagers scare the living shit out of me

shut up i have a lot of parenting feels.

1. bonding trip! road trip. fishing trip. shopping trip! whatever it is, you and your mom/dad are going to have some one on one time.

2. "mom/dad, i have something important to tell you..." you can trust them, can't you? your parents love you. they will love you no matter what
you do. maybe you should just make it sound really bad and end with a jk, i'm only pregnant. or jk, i only failed a math test.

3. as we go on we remember all the tiiimes we've had togetheeerrr....you're about to walk across the graduation stage. or down the aisle. you're all grown up and your parents are there to see it.

4. ugh, they just don't understand! why don't your parents just trust you when you're right! so they caught you sneaking out in the middle of the night. or borrowing the car keys. or generally not behaving nicely. but you know what maybe there's a reason for that and you need to slam your door to show it!

5. oh my god, what is in your internet history. oh my GOD what are these texts saying. you're racking up the phone bill with this?! awkward...

6. let's face it, at sixteen, the last thing you want to hear is the sex talk. you would rather swan dive into a pile of angry porcupines than have your mom or dad put a condom on a banana. too bad that's exactly what you're going to get. ah, the birds and the bees...

And that's it! Ohana means family, kids!

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[He should have totally expected that a child of his and Chuck's was never going to sleep. Because he can't ever sleep and she's stubborn as fuck so that kid's going to be screwed. Probably in more ways than one but that's something they can worry about years down the road.

It's pretty safe to say that when he comes home to find Chuck and the baby both asleep on the couch, he's both surprised and got this warm, fuzzy feeling in his gut that totally makes him feel like he's in a chick flick. As much as he can be when his life is running guns for a motorcycle gang. But fuck, those are the two people he cares about the most, the only two people that matter at the end of the day.

Raleigh comes to sit on the floor next to the couch, reaching out to brush her hair lightly, hopefully not enough to startle her and then make her wake up the baby.]

[ it's exhausting to have a little bundle of — joy, allegedly — to look after, especially when said bundle spends more time screaming or gurgling at her and wanting to be bounced and held and walked around the room than anything else. aren't newborns supposed to sleep? but their son doesn't even seem to want to nap most days and chuck's more exhausted than she likes to let on. raleigh's still got the club and his obligations there, so chuck's ended up being the one to stay at home for the time being.

( she misses being to her elbows in a machine, the smell of motor oil. she'll get back to that eventually. for now, their son is more important and she's not going to repeat her old man's mistakes, leave their kid alone. )

the exhaustion makes the few moments of sleep she manages to catch that much sweeter, but she's also hyperaware of the sounds, her surroundings — she can't let herself sleep too deeply, what if the baby wakes up, what if he tries to roll off her stomach and she doesn't catch the movement in time? so while she manages to sleep through raleigh coming in, when he settles on the floor and touches her, she's already surfacing back to consciousness. it's a slow thing, though, his presence is nothing that she needs to be alarmed about and instinctively, she knows that.

( it goes to show what a long way they've come. )

hey she mouthes at him, sleepy smile and all. ]

[Raleigh smiles back at her, his fingers still playing with her hair. He leans in to brush a kiss against her forehead and when he speaks, it's in the lowest whisper he can manage.]

How's my little man today?

[ she will never ever admit how much she loves his smile, the moments when he's not the tough ex-marine turned biker but just raleigh, her son's father, when he does something stupidly sweet like kiss her forehead. ]

This is the first nap he's taking. [ so they had better be damn careful not to wake him, her answering whisper implies. ]

You're a miracle worker.

[He's teasing her but he's actually serious too. Usually Raleigh's the one up with the baby at night because he's not really sleeping anyway and he never quite gets little Yancy to sleep, mostly he just drools into his father's shoulder as Raleigh reads or nods off in the chair.]

You eat dinner yet?

[ it gets her some measure of rest, at least. whereas raleigh suffers from insomnia and has learned how to deal with that, chuck likes her six to eight hours and waking up five times a night because their son is screaming? not her idea of a good night's sleep. ]

No time. [ and sleep had seemed much more important than food, but now that he mentions it, she is kind of hungry. though she's not going to risk moving and waking up yancy. no way, no how. ]

Want me to make something? Or order a pizza?

[The latter's probably a better choice if she doesn't want anything that's not breakfast for dinner.]

Pizza? [ yeah, she knows about the extent of his cooking abilities. ] Have you eaten, then?

[He makes great pancakes, okay.]

Yeah, with the guys. But I could go for more.

[ and she loves waking up to pancakes, but she's been on her feet all day and she wants something a little more substantial in her stomach right now. ]

Order two?

Hungry much?

[But okay, okay he's pulling his cell phone out of his pocket anyway, glancing between it and the baby every time he hits a button like it's going to set the crying monster off.

It doesn't but he still gets up and wanders into the kitchen to order anyway, and when he comes back a few minutes later, he's got a beer for himself and a glass of water for her since she can't drink yet, not while Yancy's still dependent on her.]

[ chuck puts away a good amount of food for someone her size, it's true — but then she's all lithe muscle and eating for two right now, in a manner of speaking still. ] You're gonna end up eating half of one.

[ doesn't matter that he's eaten already, she knows how it is. and she'd love a beer, but he's right. not that she's going to risk sitting up enough to drink the water, either, but it's nice of him to bring her a drink as well. she can lie still and breathe steadily for a while longer if it means their baby boy gets some sleep ( and the two of them some quiet ). ]

[He... probably will eat half of the pizza, she's right.

Raleigh takes his spot on the ground next to them both again, more fiddling with his beer than actually drinking it. Maybe he's not feeling it really or he's just trying to make her feel better, he's not sure.]

Chau's got us going out of town this weekend.

[ precisely her point. and she will eat one pizza because yeah, she's hungry, and that will leave half a pizza to — have for breakfast tomorrow, or to warm up again for lunch. one of the two. it never hurts to have a little leftover pizza, honestly.

she very carefully reaches out with one of her hands, the one closer to the edge of the couch, moving without shifting her body too much until she can settle her hand in his hair. it's affectionate, gentle almost, but given that she's currently immobilised by their son on her stomach, she can probably get away with it. ]

Again? [ there's a hint of disapproval in her tone, low as it is. she doesn't mind it when he's gone, or at least she tries not to though it's more difficult now with yancy, especially since he still doesn't sleep, but mostly she doesn't like the idea of him going off and doing fuck knows what in terms of illegality all weekend. ]

[It's weirdly hot that she can eat an entire pizza on her own. Don't ask him to explain it, it just is.

Raleigh leans his head towards her touch without even meaning to, it's just like a gut reaction to when she touches him. Lean into it, get more of Chuck, as much as he can.]

Yeah. Says he needs something moved up north.

[ that makes no sense at all. good thing he hasn't told her about it, because she'd probably just laugh at him and then, because she's just that much of a jackass, eat a pizza in an exaggeratedly sexy way.

he reminds her of a dog in that — max has the same reaction. ]

All right. [ they've had this conversation; they've had this fight. i don't like it against this is my life and i can't leave, you knew that. in the end, she's given in and she knows she would again. he's her family, him and yancy, and he needs her.

( she needs him, too. maybe in less obvious ways, but she does. ) ]

[It's because she doesn't bother to hide who she is from him. She just tells it like it is and eats a whole damn pizza if she wants and he really likes that.

Raleigh lets out a little sigh, glad this isn't going to turn into a fight because there's got to be only so many times they can have it. There has to be a lifetime quota. The more time goes on, the less comfortable he actually is with some of the things that happen in the club, the harder he finds it to turn a blind eye to things, the more he can't wait until Chau finally steps down so he can take over.

But until then.]

Two days tops. Then, me you and Yancy can take the whole day off together.

[ why wouldn't she eat the whole damn pizza? ( it probably shows that she's grown up around air force bases, that she's spent her whole life surrounded by military personnel. maybe she could have picked up girlish affectations — but that definitely didn't happen. )

she still has her fingers in his hair and she rubs her thumb over the spot behind his ear. she's not sure whether it's supposed to be comforting, or a peace offering. ]

Yeah, all right. That sounds good.

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2-3ish idek you cant control me

don't want to, either

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