She calmed the crying baby, by shoving her nipples in his mouth, and he instantly silenced.
Who knew that babies' cries could be this loud?
[TheMotheroftheWorld looks at you and scoffs saying welcome to Motherhood.]
Roxy rolled her eyes. I need to take a shower, my body feels sticky and the pain has receded thanks to the system's utmost care.
"Z, go check on the things there…" she pointed so she could sit on her own.
Zarek looked at her, confused, but the calmness in her voice settled him. He walked over to the largest crate and ripped the top off with ease.
Inside was the mattress.
"What is this... white stuff? Sheep?" Zarek asked, poking the sealed plastic.
"That," Roxy said, a dreamy look in her eyes, "is our new bed. Move the furs, Zarek. The Queen needs foam."
She carefully stood up with the child, a wave of dizziness hitting her for a brief second before she held herself.
[TheMotheroftheWorld warns you that shouldn't be hasty, and you should take things step by step]
