flightless bird

BASICS.

full name: Allison Marie Pellisier nickname(s): Alli, Al, Askim + Melegim  d.o.b. / age: April 2, 1991 / 30 zodiac: Aries ( ☼ ), Gemini ( ☽ ), Capricorn ( ↗ ) gender: Cis female pronouns: She / Her nationality: American sexuality: Bisexual relationship status: Married to @sanem-reid​ hometown: Winthrop, Washington occupation: Lawyer children: Her first child is coming soon, five months down four more to go pets: Milo (Akita Inu) 

They had prepped for this exact scenario for weeks now – months in fact, however now that it was actually happening, Sanem found that a lot of what they’d talked through and mapped out had left her brain at the moment. In hindsight that was likely because, on top of faintly lingering shock, there were a few other things she needed to focus on as well, such as her breathing, monitoring the contractions – which weren’t too unbearable for now. And the realization that likely by the end of the day she’d be giving birth to their daughter slowly becoming realer by the second. Safe to say, things were working on overdrive up top. What helped to ground that all presently was hearing her wife’s voice, nodding along, taking in a deep inhale, steadily as she could before exhaling out. Dark hues following the other woman as she worked quickly to get everything situated. ❝ Don’t forget to grab —  ❞ Not even needing to finish her sentence as Allison was already coming back over to her with her slides in hand, not wanting to step out on the cold ground with no shoes, in spite of her socks being a tad wet, not that she could be bothered to care. Slipping them on, in a flash, so to speak, they were both into the car and off to the hospital.

Doing her best to keep her breathing consistent, turning her head to the side as the blonde was on the phone with their doctor, asking in between. ❝ She’s gonna be there right ? ❞ While she was positive the other staff in the maternity ward were more than capable of caring for her and the baby otherwise – since her OB had been with them throughout this whole pregnancy, Sanem felt slightly more confident in knowing she would be at the helm. One hand rested on her belly, while the other kept a firm grip within Alli’s as another contraction rippled through, as if there was a sudden queue for them to start cranking it up, still nothing she couldn’t handle though, at least that’s what she was telling herself internally while letting out a groan. ❝ I’m sure you’re going as fast as you can aşkım… but is there any way we can put the petal to metal some more, ❞ Hint of a chuckle faded into her words, luckily the downtown area wasn’t incredibly far from their home and soon enough were at the entrance to the hospital. Brows raising some when she heard her wife all but shout at the nurses to help wheel her in, who scrambled quickly thereafter to get the dancer out of the car and inside. It would seem they didn’t have only her potential labor induced wrath to worry about. 

Sanem was admitted in no time, wheeled up to the room and made to change out of her clothes into a hospital gown, before a couple nurses were quick to start checking her vitals, as well as securing a doppler belt around her abdomen to monitor the baby’s heartrate. One also began asking questions on how she was feeling and about her contractions, while giving an initial,  physical once over, that included checking just how far along she was dilated. Certainly nowhere close to the delivery stage yet, but already just about into active labor. When it came to pain meds, for the time being she opted not to have any, though made it a point that may very well change sometime soon, knowing they were gonna be periodically in and out of the room anyhow. Still adamant though on not wanting the epidural. Shifting to get as comfortable as was possible in the bed, her vision landed on the lawyer, who’d had all the bags and everything settled, now close to her side. Reaching an arm out to take her hand, this time it’d been more out of the physical solace of having her partner there than needing to squeeze it. ❝ Wouldn’t be our daughter if she didn’t decide to make an early entrance huh. ❞ A small pause, nibbling on her bottom lip some. ❝ I can do this right ? I mean — I know I can but.. this is really happening.. she’s coming, today. ❞

Asserting herself in the name of making sure Sanem was well cared for, that was second nature for Allison. But the irrational fear of whether or not the staff would move fast enough to escort a very labor-ridden Sanem into the hospital before she simply gave birth to their daughter in the car, was very poignant and at the forefront. She whispered apologies to Sanem in between making it known that they were not be undermined, that her wife needed immediately assistance and comfort and eventually when the dust had settled, they were situated in the room that would serve as their quarters for the next couple of days. Whether their daughter came today or even tomorrow if she had Sanem’s stubborn flair, Allison settled the overnight bag, one that she had packed time and time again and stopped unpacking things every time a new nurse came in. 

Tests were run, vitals were taken, the doppler belt was situated and all Allison could focus on was the baby’s heartbeat and just how real everything had suddenly become. Not that the entirety of the pregnancy hadn’t been real, but knowing in what could be moments or hours, soon a tiny human would be out in the world for her to hold, to love, to call hers. Gently taking a seat besides Sanem, she offered her hand and had to laugh at her unwillingness to take any of the comfort drugs, including the epidural. Though she hadn’t been nearly as a dilated as she would need to be in order to start pushing, her main objective as of now was to make sure she was comfortable. “It wouldn’t be, though now that we’re here I can’t help but wonder if she’ll decide to actively stall,” Allison teased, though hoped it wasn’t the case. “If it hurts too much, you don’t have to be brave.” Allison began. “This’ll be extremely taxing on your body.” And that worried her, but she knew her wife is nothing else was a force to be reckoned with. 

When Sanem needed cups of ice, Allison hesitated to bring her some, noting something she’d read in eastern medicine how much worse it would make her cramps. “Can I offer you anything else? Maybe room temperature water instead?” Allison spoke softly, before she found herself pacing beside Sanem who was told she could try to walk around to further induce labor. She didn’t mind being the crutch for her, that was her role after all, wasn’t it? But soon enough, one grip on her arm felt a little too tight and she found herself asking, “What can I do? Should I grab the nurse again?” Once they were back in the room, she gently pushed back Sanem’s hair, kissing her knuckles as another check was being done and that's when they’d let the wives know she was nearly at 10cm. It was almost time to push. 

It would far be underplaying if Sanem had said she hadn’t been highly anticipating the baby’s arrival since finding out she was pregnant. However as soon as the new year struck January, thus beginning the true homestretch, she found herself counting down the days as her ninth month was coming to an end soon. The that was to being here now, the more intensely her nerves seemingly buzzed with a mixture of excitement and anxiousness. While the former often overshadowed the latter, that of course didn’t mean there still wasn’t a strike of apprehensiveness — she knew obviously to rationalize as first mom jitters — at the fact this little one was about to join her mother’s in the outside world. Nevertheless; it was a journey into the most incredible unknown that she was for alongside Allison and without fail brought a fond grin to her face at the thought. One that, not even her present bout of increasing exhaustion and soreness by what felt like essentially carrying a watermelon twenty - four seven, could deter. 

Inherently true for the last week as they were doing final rundowns to ensure they’d had everything they needed — which one could argue they had far beyond already although this wasn’t something you could ever really be overprepared for. Stocked with every essential necessary they could think of. As well as the house itself being in order; the nursery completed with murals painted and furniture built, baby proofing for the most part done, they’d checked everything off on the list for ‘go time’. At least, the last one could be marked off now that her wife was packing up the overnight bag, of which Sanem had been helping between tidying up a bit, before decidedly taking a break as she’d been feeling a little more achy than normal. Not thinking much of it since uncomfortableness came with the territory of being in her last trimester and so close to the due date. Even as a sudden pang hit her after she’d gotten up from the sofa to let the dogs back in from the yard, with features contorting, letting out a heavy exhale, the dance wrote it off as likely another round of Braxton Hicks. After all she’d was on a strict nest & rest mode, with not a lot of activity that wasn’t short evening walks. 

Gradually wobbling her way into the kitchen to get a drink, she was able to reach an arm into the lowest shelf of the cabinet for a glass but froze halfway in doing so when she felt a rush of liquid fall and pool at her feet. Dark hues widening as a brief second or two pass before she blinked and peered down. Now she knew for certain she hadn’t just peed – which could mean only one other thing.. uh oh, those were definitely not false contractions. ❝ Alli ! ❞ Shouting for the lawyer through a bit of stressed tone, whether it was that or because she actually used her name instead of their typical nickname, the woman had gotten to her in almost no time. Vision connecting with green eyes. ❝ I’m, ninety - nine percent sure my water just broke.. ❞ / @allison-pellisier​

Alli had read about this phase multiple times from ‘What To Expect When You’re Expecting’ to Mommy & Me message boards, and so many other sources that she swore should have made her an expecting mother connoisseur, but instead she found herself asking more questions. Was this mother’s particular experience going to be something Sanem might go through? Would their doctor know how to handle last minute emergencies? Would the room be kept in a comfortable temperature? Would the nurses and the doulas know better than to offer Sanem ice while she was contracting? Though the dancer had always assured her that her worrying was endearing, Alli knew she could be a bit overbearing at times, but it was the part of her that just desperately wanted the delivery to go swimmingly. Of course she wanted their daughter to enter the world happy and healthy beyond compare, but at the same time she needed Sanem to pull through as well. In the new day and age of modern medicine, it shouldn’t have been as scary as it was in puritan times, yet still Allison worried. 

Her fears had only risen slightly the closer that Sanem got to her due date, thankfully she was gracious enough to allow the lawyer to run her drills, getting the extended stay bag packed and then an extra overnight bag just in case. The nesting phase and the final leg of the pregnancy had been spent with the two holed up in the home, getting takeout when necessary or with Alli cooking to ease Sanem’s remaining cravings, all while she spoke softly to her belly in the evenings just hoping that their daughter would get used to her voice, to be able to know that though she did not physically hold her for these past couple of months, at the very least she knew she was her mother in the right of loving her so dearly from the very first time she saw her from the sonogram. Now, Allison found herself folding a few of Sanem’s tank-tops into a travel bag until she heard her name from the kitchen. It was a shout, one that alarmed her and had her practically leaping from the stairs, a part of her wondering if she could suspend herself from the second landing railing. “Sanem?” She exclaimed back, finding her in the kitchen where many things were clear. Her mocha hues were widening, there was a puddle on the floor but an empty glass on the counter that was clearly untouched and never filled. Her water had broken. 

Allison slowly backed up, nodding before she grabbed for the car keys and immediately set on the plan that they had performed many times over. She started the car, getting the seat warmers on and rushed back in to escort Sanem into the car. “Deep breaths okay? Where are the -” She asked before she heard Cairo and Milo pawing at the back door. An anomaly but one she could work with. Once Sanem was in the car, Alli ran back in, grabbed the bags, let the dogs back in, and soon enough tossed everything into the backseat until she was speeding to Kingston Memorial. On speed dial was their doctor who they were told to alert when the arrival would be, she spoke calmly in between offering her hand to Sanem to squeeze as the contractions continued. “We’re almost there, melegim,” She reassured, and just like that at the entrance of the emergency room, she was beeped at by an ambulance. Getting out of the car, she held her arms up, pointing to the passenger seat. “My wife is going into labor! Don’t just stand there, do I have wheel her in myself?!” 

Subtle hum falls at the question, after popping a cucumber canapé into her mouth, hovering one hand slightly over as she chewed. They’d already sampled a few options since taking a seat, yet there was plenty still available from what she’d peeked at being served around and the various stations set up with food and drinks. Nodding lightly then before she spoke. ❝ Pretty sure I saw a tray of mini spanakopita being carried around that looked good, although also wanna save some room for the desserts too. ❞ Her vision had cast around the venue soon landing back on her wife with a grin, knowing already the other woman likely shared in a similar sentiment. ❝ Not to mention after it all she’s gonna become even more energetic in there. ❞ Chuckling a bit, amazed that even with how little room their daughter had now she still found a way to shift about so much. Fond look then overtakes her features, prominent even under the mask, reaching out to grasp Allison’s hand. ❝ I know don’t worry aşkım, at the moment I’m okay, I at least wanna try and make it to midnight, and thankfully the hotel has comfortable chairs for needed breaks, ❞ Much like now, being only a couple short weeks out now from her due date, hard to deny she’d been feeling it especially with the baby settled lower. ❝ I promise I’ll tell you the minute I’m ready. Regardless of when we do go back, we’ll absolutely take advantage of those bath salts. ❞

“Sadece eminsen. Hemen döneceğim.“ Allison replied simply, lacing a kiss on Sanem’s knuckles before she chased down the server who had the coveted mini spanakopita. Rather than just retrieving a handful, Alli bartered her way into just having the trays worth that they had which she quickly took back to the table. She locked eyes with Sanem and shrugged, “Might as well make the most of what we have left of 2021 right?” She laughed softly as she retreated back to grab a useful portion of the rest of the items they had been picking at plus a refreshment for Sanem. The evening itself had gone off without a hitch, one that she knew couldn’t have been done without Lily’s generosity in allowing the wives some time in a suite for their babymoon. With their dog sitter checking in every so often, Allison couldn’t help but think about how nice it was to just have Sanem to herself for the last couple of days, that soon would change though when two became three. “You know I think I saw CJ over there trying to challenge someone to a dance battle, is that common for parties like these for you two?” She teased. 

“Another plate?” Allison questioned. The wives had just taken a seat at one of the free tables, more as a suggestion on Alli’s part though she was sure Sanem would be willing to power through another half hour in the heels she’d worn for the evening. She couldn’t help but feel a slight fear that the dancer would take one wrong step and topple over but it appeared that the grace and core strength she’d built up over the years she’d immersed herself in the craft was clearly paying off. Still, she just knew by the subtle nuances on her features that taking a seat would be greatly appreciated for the time being. A rush of waiters had come by for them to pick at different foods, trying almost one type of everything, until Allison’s eyes darted over to an unveiling dessert table that she knew they would absolutely need dibs on. But for now, Allison found herself fluffing up the bottom of Sanem’s dress and smiling over at her. Another year in the books and more adventures to fulfill, one of which would be coming for them significantly soon in January. “Remember we can always go back to the room whenever you need to call it quits. I think the bath salts I asked for should be there by then.” 

For a moment as their foreheads were pressed together, Sanem felt an overwhelming warmth envelope her being, so soon would two become three – or five counting Cairo and Milo, but she truly couldn’t wait to have her little family. Chuckling delicately, brown hues lock with green ones. ❝ Well, it’s only fair considering how much of my agitation you’ve had to put up with but, for better or worse, remember ? ❞ The dancer was certainly appreciative of everyone’s compliments and well wishes, though the number of people now suddenly coming up to place their hands on her stomach was starting to become a bit much. Finding herself moving a bit closer to Allison, though still kept a warm grin, thanking as many as she could, when finally the lawyer’s hand was laced with her own once more, tugging her to a far less crowded spot. Lips purse at the question of whether or not they could go through with the ruse initially conjured up to play on her brother, involving a certain tall biker. At first it seemed like a fun idea, however, things between Lily and Bash had deteriorated since. ❝ Yeah, it probably wouldn’t be the best move right now. ❞ Nodding along then, she motioned for the photographers, filling them in to keep an eye on their friends. Grinning widely as her wife began the speech, joining her in explaining just how lucky their baby girl will be to have this duo of godparents to care for her, before directing to Lily, and Oliver, having them both come over, flash of photos already being taken. Exchanging hugs, seeing the emotion already displayed on her best friend’s face had Sanem a bit teary eyed herself. Then dark eyes shifted towards Landon who — looked a mixture of both flabbergasted and distressed. Nudging Alli lightly then. ❝ Maybe not being able to do the prank wasn’t a complete loss after all.❞

The sweetest takeaway from the reveal was just how honored and gracious Lily and Oliver had both taken the positions. Allison had already guessed that there would be some tears between the dancer and the coordinator, years of leaning on each other through thick and thin, promising to be there for each other through major events and consistently delivering, this gesture was for the grand scheme of the party but there was never any doubt in either of their minds that Lily would always be designated as the godmother to their daughter. Oliver of course was a gambit, one that Allison agreed to after Sanem had made the suggestion, but one that she also knew would come with a caveat. After she had gently excused herself and Sanem away from the droves of people who wanted yet another shot at touching Sanem’s belly especially now knowing the gender, she took a minute to make sure they recouped from the slight chaos of it all until her green hues were on Landon’s demeanor. If looks could kill, she was sure Landon’s would have in a heart beat. Wasn’t Oliver just telling her things were going semi-well between the two? Either which way, music began to play and after checking in with Sanem to be sure she could withstand just a little swaying in the midst of it all, she revelled back in the moment of what was to come in a few short weeks. “We can deal with it later, can’t we?” Allison asked with a small giggle. “Besides, we are her mothers after all.” 

“The man of the hour? Did I miss something?” Greyson asked as he looked over his shoulder to figure out what she could be talking about. People had certainly spent enough time prodding him with questions but that was nothing new, especially not since he had arrived with Olivia and no one had really seen much of him since Halloween given how busy he had been at the ranch. “No I’m here with Liv and Chloe who I think are off bestowing way to many gifts on your poor wife. I had to bring the truck just so Liv had somewhere to put it all.” He mused as he grabbed his own cake pop. 

Crossing her arms in appreciation and approval, Allison couldn’t help but grin in Greyson’s direction. Between both of their collective schedules it was hard to catch up, but knowing that Grey had come with Liv and Chloe, that was enough to warm her heart. “I see, so all of you together in your truck with a boat load of gifts, seems domestic.” Allison teased. Grabbing another cake pop, she took in the ambience of the space and stood beside Greyson, reveling in what life was becoming and how unspeakably happy she was about it. “You didn’t miss a thing, you’ve just been a ghost these last couple of weeks,” Allison continued. “I’d say it’s mostly the ranch keeping you, but something tells me it might be something more. Care to indulge?” 

She always went a little overboard, and Chloe had been more than glad to help her out. She watched Chloe and Allison interact with a small smile, before laughing softly. “Not just stuff for bub, there’s stuff for Sanem during the whole lead up and after and a self care package for both of you,” she explained. In all the excitement of a new baby, people often forgot the moms and the moms care, even the moms themselves. She knew that she had been the same when she was expecting Chloe, even now, constantly putting her daughter above her own needs. She hugged Allison with a grin, “You both need to make sure you’re taking care of yourselves, bub needs her mama’s at 100%, trust me. And, well I love spoiling my friends.” 

The nickname that Olivia had for their daughter was enough to make Allison’s nose scrunch up in delight. “I know for a fact that bub will be thrilled. And Sanem even more so.” Allison said with a laugh. If there was anyone that knew exactly what Sanem was going through at the moment, Liv took the top tier. “Has Sanem been in contact after post delivery care? The doctor told us a couple of pointers if the delivery ends up being natural but we’re in the market for secrets and tricks for things they might not tell you.” Allison began, eyes trailing over to Sanem who was conversing elsewhere with more guests. “I just want to make sure I’m really there for her, you know? It’s an incredible thing to witness.” Though Liv did have a point, she knew that both of them had to be taken care of and she had to nod. “I’ll try my best to remember it for myself, but Sanem and the baby will take top priority.” 

Both of her own brows arched upwards when the blonde began to lightly chastise her, eyes shifting from the finger back to her face, having to stifle back the small fit of chuckles that wanted to escape, a bit unsuccessfully. ❝ Are we sure about that ? ❞ Unable to help but tease, nodding to the defiance of how stubborn she was. ❝ Okay, in fairness I can be — a little more, but, I’m definitely not on the same level Landon usually is. ❞ Compromising with a firm nod, obstinate traits aside however, there was no single dispute that their daughter would be growing up knowing infinite love and care. Tender smile taking hold once more on her face, already feeling incredibly giddy that the big reveal, for the rest of their family and friends, was upon them. Stepping into the other room to get changed, slipping on the blue dress had at least been the easier part of the swap, the pink Converse however, the dancer certainly wasn’t even going to attempt doing, not that she’d be able to regardless, rather getting help from Alli to both slide them on and tie. When she’d spoken to Lily before, girl had taken the lead in the poll, and that seemed to have held by the end. Anticipation electrified through the crowd for the true result, before a countdown lead to a blast of pink confetti surging through the air. In the excitement a number of people flocked to the expectant mothers for another round of hugging and congratulations. Dark hues turning towards a cart being rolled out then, donning cupcakes topped with sparklers, peering at her wife with delight. ❝ I should’ve known you’d have something special up your sleeve, ❞ Pulling her closer, lacing another slightly lasting kiss to her lips, before leaning into her side some. ❝ teşekkür ederim hayatım, I think now may also be as good a time as any to officially announce her godparents hm ? ❞ Line of sight picking out both Lily and Oliver just near them. 

The end result was worth it to see Sanem’s eyes shining brightly at the tiny sparklers, a small token to show her that she would eventually get back to the more “adventurous” things in life. She knew how stir crazy she’d gotten from having to follow the rules, the strigent terms only being even more so because their daughter was their very first. She gently returned the kiss, pressing her forehead to hers as she said, “It’s the least I could do for you dealing with my neuroticism.” She giggled softly then, watching as Landon had a complete panic attack at the swarm who was surrounding the wives with the congratulations, an army of hands rushing to gently caress her belly over the blue dress. Eventually, Allison was able to steer Sanem back to an open area, their eyes set on Lily and Oliver who happened to be just a few feet away from each other. “We can certainly do it now,” Allison began. “But are we sure we can’t do the prank?” She already knew the answer would be no, considering Lily had been flashing smiles and delight all while walking past Bash as if he were blended into the wall. It might have been for the best. She squeezed Sanem’s hand as she said, “Make sure the photographers land both Lily and Oliver’s expressions.” Right then she grabbed for a glass and a fork, tapping onto it to call for complete attention, going into a speech about how grateful she was that their daughter would be so well received, loved, protected, not just by them but by their chosen godparents. With Sanem pointing at Lily, Allison pointed at Oliver, “And you guys are it.” 

❝ Oh definitely, I know there’s gonna be a sea of delightfully surprised faces when they witness a burst of pink confetti, but the ones who look a little extra wide-eyed we’ll know voted boy. ❞ Speaking while she brought a thumb up to gently swipe a bit of icing left behind after Alli took a bite, licking it off. Dark hues peer down at her stomach as the lawyer began to whisper in Turkish to their daughter. In spite of the painful twinge that came with another strike, no matter how used to it she’s grown, Sanem felt her lips curl upwards into a wider grin. Simply by how the baby was responding to her mothers voice, though her heart swelled even more at the image of the two interacting once she was finally in the world. Lighthearted halfway roll of her eyes was accompanied by a snicker. ❝ Onun da senin biraz inatçılığına sahip olmadığına emin miyiz ? ❞ She challenged playfully, before her nose scrunched, leaning in to capture her lips then. ❝ I am kinda hoping she takes after both of us equally though. ❞ Adding on with a softer cadence in her tone. ❝ Also, circling back to her reveal for a second, it might be a good idea to have more time ahead for me to change, since sadly I can’t just Wonder Woman my way into the next outfit. ❞

The wives had been bantering about what they’d pictured their future daughter’s mannerisms being like. Allison’s instincts were cautious, knowing that there would be an unspoken physical bond between Sanem and their child, but she wondered just how fair that connection would go and if she really had cursed herself into having to deal with double the pouting from both her daughter and her wife. She raised an eyebrow then, shaking her finger in Sanem’s direction. “I hardly know what you’re talking about with my stubborn capability, it’s nowhere near yours, nor Landon’s for that matter.” She gently laced her hand into Sanem’s then, agreeing about the change into her secondary outfit that she had pitched to Lily and how could they have said no. The parallel to wonder woman wasn’t lost on the lawyer, considering she truly couldn’t help but think that that was what Sanem had turned into through the entire duration of the pregnancy. “Let’s get you into that outfit now then, I think it’s almost time.” Soon enough and with plenty of help from Lily and her assistants, Sanem’s transformation into her second outfit of the afternoon was complete and the wives were front and center with the confetti canisters in their hands. The bets had been placed as to whether or not their baby would be a boy and a girl, and at the end of a countdown from ten, they pulled onto the canisters till pink confetti flooded the space, eliciting cheers and tears of joy. In the chaos of it all, Alli turned to see the cupcakes she’d had made in secret, a surprise to her wife as they had mini pink sparklers, lighting up the room even further. 

“No, Landon had no say in the donor for the baby, not in the slightest.” Allison prattled off before she found herself grabbing for a flute of champagne to ease her panic at the very thought. Her brother-in-law, all things considered, was taking the role of doting Uncle very seriously, even so much as printing out brochures that explained how to and how not to take care of a baby. “I really don’t know where he got this...manual either, but I think it makes him feel like he’s doing his part.” She gave an anxious smile before sipping her drink. “Thank you for coming though, Sanem and I are happy to have you here. Are you enjoying yourself?” 

The plethora of bags that she’d witnessed Olivia placing down on the gift table made Allison blink and do several overlooks on. Chloe had been prancing around between the both of them, giddy with delight and she couldn’t help but keep her mouth agape all while peering down at the little girl who was laughing at her expression. “Did you know Mommy was doing this?” She asked the little girl before she got a resounded yes that rang through the lounge. Allison didn’t know what else to say besides opening up her arms to Liv and embracing her. “Liv, it’s only one baby, Sanem did tell you that right?” She asked as a laugh escaped her lips. 

“There’s the man of the hour,” Allison beamed as she took in the sight of the ranch owner. It was rare for Alli to say Grey around in nicer attire, outfits that she teased him at the small chances she did run into him being for his lady audience. One of which she had heard as of late had been filled by a mutual friend. She leaned forward and embraced Greyson before giving him a peck on the cheek and grabbed for a cake pop that was directly behind him. “Did you come stag? Or is Liv meandering around somewhere?” She asked curiously. 

WHERE: aurora cocktail bar, baby shower

WITH: @allison-pellisier​

❝ So far the votes seem to be tied up, though I think boy might have like, one more. ❞ Relaying with a soft snort, having taken a peak at the small tally board Lily had set up for the guests to make their own predictions. It was interesting to see what people assumed, and she was curious for the end result before they eventually break out the pink confetti canons. Neither outfit swayed in one direction, with Alli’s dual toned suit and her own neutral attire, for the time being anyway, but a similar pink and blue ensemble was waiting. Peeling back part of the wrapping of a cupcake she snagged, to take a bite, Sanem then held it out with a smile, for her wife to do the same. ❝ And before you ask, I’m feeling fine aşkım, although I’m beginning to think she may have some vendetta against my ribcage. ❞ Musing after a sudden kick struck her side then. 

There was something exciting about holding the secret that was their baby girl. She wondered if the guests who had cast the vote assuming they were expecting a baby boy would be shocked or still equally as happy about the outcome. Either which way, Allison knew that she was still on cloud 9 when it came to thinking just how much closer they would be to meeting their daughter. The party of course was a right of passage, one that Lily had once again taken under her reign and she was happy to be in the space alongside the dancer. “They’re in for a treat then, don’t you think?” Allison asked with a soft chuckle, accepting the bite of the cupcake that was offered to her because she looked around the space. Soon enough they would be doing the reveal, Sanem would be cast away to change into her second outfit, the confetti would be at the ready, and then a little surprise she’d set up for Sanem would be carted out. Green hues glanced over at her wife, her hand pressing slightly on her ribcage. “Anneni dövmeyi bırak küçüğüm.” Allison quietly instructed towards Sanem’s belly region, only to see see another kick had been administer. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure she takes after you.” She teased.