<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/VA8wD2H.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mar Sinclair<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Saturday October 10th<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Home<br/><strong>Content/Mood:</strong>Working on a recipe | Anxiously excited<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Erin and Celeste<br/><br/><hr/><hr/>Today was the day and she was trying to remind herself that there was no need to feel so anxious, that all of the preparation and the discussions had been leading to this moment. As far as Mar could remember, she had wanted children and maybe not exactly a plethora of them, one would suffice but her beautiful wife simply had no desire for them. She couldn't blame her and honestly, she didn't; both of them had successful jobs, they enjoyed traveling and spending time with one another. Their lives weren't ideal to raise a child, so when Erin had come to her with the idea of taking in a young woman to be their 'daughter', Mar hadn't even hesitated when she had full-heartedly agreed. She just wanted a little girl to spoil and to pamper, to guide into the world in a way that she never had growing up.<br/><br/>She didn't regret her life, even though she didn't speak with her family, Mar didn't hate them, but she wanted to do better than she'd had growing up. She wanted to take someone in and show them that she could be a wonderful parent. In the end, she missed her mother the most and she wanted to show her that she had retained all of the lessons that she had been taught before her mother had passed.<br/><br/>Humming to herself, she tasted the sauce and lightly wrinkled her nose before she chopped another clove of garlic and added it to the mix, stirring before she scratched a line over the recipe to include the garlic. She looked at the time, and looked down, wondering if she should change, and decided to ask her wife.<br/><br/>Erin was everything to Mar. The two of them had met and Mar had proceeded to stubbornly court her, asking her out and making the first moves to show her that she was very serious in her intent. She would joke with their mutual friends that Erin finally got tired of her and agreed to date her just so Mar would leave her alone but she knew the redhead loved her as fiercely as she loved her. Where Mar preferred button-downs and more androgynous looks, her wife was feminine and beautiful, a vision really. That they had found Celeste and she seemed to be as girly as Erin pleased Mar, making her feel like her girls were dainty and she, their protector.<br/><br/>"Erin," Mar called out from the kitchen, the scent of the stew she was putting together thick in the air, "Do you think I should change?" She could switch to something a bit more formal but her thought process was that she wanted Celeste to see them as normal as possible. Not as the well-known couple that some of the tabloids and social media knew them as but...as Daddy and Mommy.<br/><br/>They had spent months talking back and forth online before meeting face to face and seeing if the dynamic they were searching for was even possible. Every time they finished an evening out together, Mar and Erin would return home and discuss the pros and cons, how they felt and made sure they were on the same page. After all, this wasn't just inviting someone to live with them, this was also inviting them into their lives, into their marriage...to become a family. The last thing Mar wanted was for this to hurt Erin and her's relationship in any kind of way. But every step of the way both women seemed to be on the same page until it just...made sense.