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A Domestic Day In The Life

Part 2 y’all 😣 I’m gonna keep writing about this family bcs I’m actually so attached but hope you guys enjoy

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The soft glow of dawn filters through the curtains, gently nudging you awake to the promise of a new day. Paige is draped over your back, her hair that was previously in a bun is now strewn across your face as she snores directly into your ear.

‘Graceful’ you think to yourself.

Slowly you peel away from her to stand and tiredly stumble your way down the hall into Gianni’s nursery. At just nine months old she’s finally whittled down her waking up in the middle of the night from fifteen plus times to about two times a night. You’ve finally gotten used to getting at least five hours of sleep so you pray Gigi keeps up with this streak.

The floorboards creak as you make your way to her room, you gently push open the door to Gianni's nursery and lay eyes on her chubby face. She’s just as perfect as she was when you brought her home from the hospital, You lean over the crib, marveling at Gianni's serene expression.

Almost as if she can sense your presence her face breaks into a cry and you move effortlessly scooping Gianni into your arms and cradling her close.

"G’morning, my love” you whisper softly, your voice a soothing melody that calms Gianni's cries. The tired lines on your face soften as you gaze down at her with tender affection. Gianni's eyes meet yours, and you're captivated by the innocence and wonder shining in her gaze.

With gentle care, you settle into the rocking chair by the window, the morning light casting a gentle glow over the room. You adjust the blankets around Gianni, ensuring she's snug and comfortable in your arms. Nearby, a bottle of formula sits ready, prepared with the meticulousness of a routine perfected through countless feedings.

As you cradle Gianni close, you offer her the bottle, the rhythmic sucking sounds filling the room with a sense of peace. You sit there in the quiet nursery feeding her for about ten minutes when you start to hear movement from your bedroom, assuming Paige is up.

Once your finished feeding her you burp her for a few minutes then stand from your chair in the corner to lay her on the changing table, changing her diaper and putting her in an outfit for the time being. Just a simple short sleeved onesie adorned with flower decals and a bib, you carry her on your hip back towards your room to find Paige laying on your bed with her head propped on the headboard, scrolling through her phone.

You walk around to her side of the bed leaning down to give her a morning kiss “ ‘Mornin, baby” you murmur against her lips.

“G’mornin, mamas” she replies, her voice husky from sleep. She sits up higher in bed, having her back fully against the headboard as she plucks Gianni from your arms and places her in her lap.

“Good morning, pretty girl” she coos at Gianni as you walk to the bathroom to brush your teeth and start your skincare. Paige’s in the same position when you come back, bouncing Gigi on her knees and tickling her chubby sides.

“As adorable as this is, babe go brush your damn teeth” you chuckle “Gigi doesn’t need your morning breath all in her face when she wakes up” you say as you open your arms to take Gigi back while Paige heads to the bathroom.

But of course Paige has to pout, squeezing Gianni to her chest and smushing their cheeks together “No..” she whines.

You roll your eyes playfully “Take her with you or sumn, I don’t care as long as you get that breath in check”. Paige’s face explodes into a smile quickly running out with Gianni in tow.

You laugh to yourself, rolling back into bed and grabbing your phone to scroll through instagram. Eventually hearing Paige return with an equally giggly Gigi, they flop into bed so the three of you can cuddle.

Gianni giggles and squirms between you and Paige, her tan chubby fingers reaching out to grab at the blankets. Paige reaches over for you and pulls you flush to her side.

You nestle into Paige's embrace, feeling the warmth of her body against yours as she pulls you close. Gianni wriggles happily between you still, her infectious laughter filling the room with joy. With a contented sigh, you rest your head against Paige's shoulder, reveling in the comfort of your little family nestled together in bed.

Paige's fingers trace lazy patterns on your shoulder as she presses a tender kiss to your forehead, her love for you evident in every gentle touch. Gianni, sensing the closeness between her parents, babbles happily, her tiny hands reaching out to grasp at your braids, tugging hard for a nine month old.

Paige bursts into laughter “Damn, baby she tryna fight”

Gianni, noticing her mama’s reaction, she smiles harder tugging again with double the strength.

“Jesus fff- Gigi, baby let go of mommy’s hair please” you smile through the pain, Gianni continues a few seconds more before letting go and having her attention occupied with the TV remote next to Paige.

Paige’s still laughing her ass off and you playfully shove her over to the other side of the bed.

“P it was not that funny!” you whine

“It really was, mamas i’m sorry” she chokes out through more laughter.

“Whatever!” you scoff, smacking her again “moving on from that, what you tryna eat for breakfast”

Paige grins mischievously, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I’m kinda feelin’ waffles right now, and like a big ass side of bacon

You smack her shoulder as she turns to you with an offended look on her face. “The hell was that for?” she questions playfully.

You scold her lightly “Stop swearing in front of Gigi”

Paige feigns innocence, her expression turning mock-serious as she nods solemnly. "My apologies, Gigi," she says, turning to address your daughter with exaggerated sincerity. "Mama won't swear in front of you anymore, I promise. Even though mommy basically just did the same thing like two minutes ago” she whispers that last part.

Your jaw drops and you smack Paige again “First of all, I almost did and second of all she was being mean to me so I was justified in almost swearing, right Gigi?” you turn to your daughter.

Gianni responds with a gurgle, seemingly amused by the exchange between her parents. You smile at the sight, turning back to Paige, you can't help but laugh at her theatrics.

Paige grins, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Girl bye, I know what I saw but whatever” she says, her voice filled with playful defiance. "But seriously, imma go start on these waffles." she goes to get out of bed but you grip her arm before she has a chance.

“Oh nah” you laugh “No more cooking baby, trust me I appreciate it but your ability to burn literally everything you touch should be considered a skill at this point. Doordash wins this game” you say shaking your phone in her face.

“Is that how it is?? Okay you know what?- my shit may burn during the process but it turns out pretty fire” she smirks to herself.

“… I guess” you tease back “but Ihop’s already on the way with our food so..” you smile

“Wow.. she so disrespectful G” Paige turns to Gianni pointing at you while she talks.

Gianni responds with another gurgle of delight, her chubby fists reaching out as if in agreement. You both laugh at that, eventually calming down as Paige leans back grabbing the remote and turning on an old Celtics game while you grab a few toys from Gianni’s toy bin on the side of your bed. You hand them to her before relaxing on your pillows and scrolling through your phone.

“Baby, what times your game tonight again?” You ask distractedly, still scrolling through your phone.

“Seven”

“And what time do you needa be there?”

“Uh.. coach usually wants us there like two hours before to get in a little extra practice so I gotta be out of the house like.. five-ish” she responds, eyes glued to the TV screen.

“Alright, so i’ll be there around six-forty five” you say getting up from the bed to grab the food.

You come back to the room handing Paige her food and sitting on the bed with yours. You eat in comfortable silence, occasionally giving Gigi an egg to eat.

You and Paige had gotten up at eight and it’s around ten by the time you’re done eating. There’s not much to do today until the game so you and Paige hop off the bed, wiping away crumbs then Paige scoops Gianni in her arms carrying her to living room to place her in her bouncer. You straighten up the sheets then go join Paige in the living room,each finding your own spot to relax.

Paige grabs the PlayStation controller and starts up a game while you settle onto the couch, dragging Gianni’s bouncer to your side. You finally settle on watching a movie on MAX while Paige plays.

As the morning wears on, you find yourself engrossed in the movie, occasionally glancing over at Paige as she plays her game, Gianni, meanwhile, has slowed down her bouncing, seemingly tired from the morning.

Around noon, Paige sets aside the PlayStation controller and joins you on the couch, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as she leans in close. "You want to take a nap with Gianni?" she suggests, her voice soft and inviting.

You smile at her suggestion, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over you at the thought of curling up with your little family for a midday nap. "That sounds perfect," you murmur, pressing a gentle kiss to Paige's cheek before settling back against the cushions, Gianni cradled in your arms.

As the clock ticks closer to three, you and Paige stir from your nap, feeling refreshed and ready to get on with the rest of the day. Paige gently grabs Gianni from your lap, cradling her close as she coos softly to her, while you stretch your limbs and rub the sleep from your eyes.

With a shared glance, you and Paige silently agree that it's time to start getting ready for Paige's game. You set Gianni down in her playpen with a few toys to keep her occupied while you and Paige head to your bedroom to shower and change into your game day attire.

Paige quickly throws on her basketball gear, slipping into her jersey and shorts with practiced ease, while you opt for simple UCONN jersey with some jeans and a pair of Jordan 4’s. Once dressed, you head back to the living room and quickly get Gianni in her outfit, her own little white UCONN onesie and some navy leggings.

Once finished you grab Gianni's diaper bag and pack it with all the essentials: diapers, wipes, a change of clothes, and a few snacks to keep her content during the game.

As you finish packing the diaper bag, Paige emerges from the room face glued to her phone, checking for any updates from her coach or teammates, ensuring she's prepared for the game ahead. She gives you and Gianni a quick kiss before heading out the door with a promise to see you again before the game starts.

You don’t wanna sit in an empty stadium for an hour waiting so you opt to stay in the living room, finishing your movie while you feed and burp Gianni before you leave.

Once the clock hits six-forty you buckle Gianni into her carrier, taking that, your purse, and her diaper bag to the car. The drive to the game is nothing special just you humming along to the music on the radio as you pull up to the stadium.

When you arrive at the gym, you find a parking spot and make your way inside, the familiar sounds of squeaking sneakers and bouncing basketballs filling the air. You spot Paige as you walk in, giving her and the team a quick wave and smile then leaving to find your seats in the stands with Gianni.

As you settle into your seats, Gianni squirming excitedly in your lap, you watch as Paige finishes up her warm-up drills on the court. She catches your eye and flashes you a quick smile before turning her focus back to the game.

Just as the teams are about to take the court for tip-off, Paige makes her way up into the stands to greet you and Gianni. She leans in close, pressing a kiss to your cheek before turning her attention to Gianni, who reaches out to grab at Paige's fingers with chubby hands.

"Hey baby girl," Paige coos, her voice filled with affection as she gazes down at Gianni. "Mama’s about to kick this teams ass, watch" she adds with a playful wink.

You smack her arm for swearing but quickly pull her in for one more kiss.

Gianni responds with a happy gurgle, seemingly captivated by the energy and excitement radiating from her mama. You smile at the sight, feeling a swell of pride for Paige and all she's about to accomplish on the court.

Paige leans in close to you, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers, "Imma win this one for you, mamas"

You wrap an arm around Paige's waist, pulling her close for a brief but affectionate hug. "You always do" you murmur, pressing another kiss to her cheek before releasing her to head back down to the court.

As Paige takes her place on the court with her teammates, you settle back into your seat, Gianni cradled in your arms as you prepare to cheer on your favorite player. The game begins, and you find yourself on the edge of your seat, heart pounding with anticipation as Paige and her team battle it out on the court.

With each shot made and each point scored, you can't help but feel a surge of pride for Paige and her incredible skills as a player. The crowd erupts into cheers and applause as Paige sinks a three-pointer, her signature move that never fails to impress.

As the final buzzer sounds and the game comes to a close, you jump to your feet along with the rest of the crowd, cheering and applauding as Paige and her team celebrate their hard-earned victory. Paige looks up into the stands, her eyes searching for you and Gianni, and when she finds you, her face breaks into a wide grin, a silent expression of gratitude and love.

You clap and cheer along with the rest of the crowd and soon after grabbing you and Gigi’s things to head to the press conference room.

The press conference room is buzzing with excitement as reporters and journalists eagerly await the arrival of the players and coaches. You find a seat in the back, Gianni cradled in your arms as you watch the room fill up with people.

After a few minutes, Paige and her teammates enter the room, their faces still flushed with the excitement of their victory. Paige spots you in the back and gives you a quick wink before taking her place at the front of the room, alongside her coach and a few other players.

The press conference begins, with the coach fielding questions from reporters about the game and the team's performance. Paige listens attentively, occasionally nodding in agreement or offering her own insights into the game.

The interviewers do a great job of evenly distributing questions but quite a few of Paige’s have to do with you and Gianni which makes you flush and duck your head down in embarrassment.

“We noticed you gesturing towards your partner and daughter during the game. How much of an influence do they have on your performance on the court?" one interviewer questions.

Paige smiles as she goes to answer the question “Yeah um, my partner Aniyah, she’s back there hiding her face ‘cause she gets embarrassed when y’all mention her” she points to the back of the room where you’re sitting with Gianni, becoming more embarrassed when everyone turns to look at you. “But yeah, they’re my biggest supporters, both on and off the court. Seeing them in the stands fuels my drive to perform my best and make them proud. They're my rock, and their presence reminds me of what's truly important in life.”

A few more questions are asked before they come back to Paige.

“Speaking of your family, how do you balance the demands of being a professional athlete with your role as a parent and partner?"

"Balancing my career with parenthood and my relationship is definitely a challenge, but it's one I gladly embrace, you know. It’s just a lot of effective communication, and a lot of teamwork, both at home and with my teammates. We make it work because we're committed to each other's happiness and success." The reporters nod and smile continuing with the other players.

As the press conference continues, Gianni starts to get restless and you panic since you’d run out of snacks just as the game ended. This conference couldn’t be any longer, Gianni has started to whine and thrash which is getting you looks from staff in the room.

“… think about was executing the shot and helping my team clinch the win. It's moments like those that mak-“ Paige pauses in the middle of her answer, catching your eye with a concerned look on her face. You try to silently communicate back that she doesn’t need to stop anything but clearly Gianni has other plans as she responds to this interaction by crying. Loud.

Paige immediately stands up walking to the back of the room and swiftly plucks Gianni from your arms, not even checking to see your reaction. She returns to the table and without a beat continues the interview.

Gianni immediately ceases her crying opting for shoving her hand in her mouth and staring at the reporters in the room. Paige chuckles in the middle of her sentence due to the sudden silence.

She answers a few more questions from the reporters, as the press conference comes to a close, Paige thanks the crowd for their support and invites them to join her and the team for a brief meet-and-greet outside the gym.

You and Gianni stay by Paige's side as she shakes hands and poses for photos with fans, feeling a sense of warmth and camaraderie in the air. As the crowd begins to disperse, you wrap your arms around Paige, pulling her close for a sweet embrace.

"I'm so proud of you, baby," you whisper, pressing a kiss to her lips . "You played amazing out there."

“That? Light work” she smirks with a playful grin “Thank you, mama’s” kissing you lightly on the cheek.

Since you and Paige had came in different cars, you let her know that you and Gianni are gonna head home while she finishes things up here. Grabbing your bags and Gianni you give Paige a quick kiss goodbye and head to the car.

As you drive home with Gianni in the backseat, the excitement of the day slowly gives way to a sense of calm and contentment. Gianni babbles happily from her car seat, occasionally pointing out the window at passing cars and colorful signs.

When you arrive home, you're greeted by the familiar sight of your cozy apartment, the warm glow of the lights welcoming you back. As you step inside, you set Gianni down in her playpen with a few toys to keep her occupied while you unpack her diaper bag and grab a few essentials for her bath.

Shortly after you and Gianni settle in, you hear the door open and Paige's cheerful voice fills the air. She walks into the living room, a smile spreading across her face as she sees you and Gianni.

"Hey, mamas," she greets, dropping her keys on the counter and making her way over to where you and Gianni are sitting. She leans down to press a kiss to Gianni's forehead before turning to give you a kiss.

"Hey, baby," you reply, “I’m gonna go ahead and give G a bath while you start on dinner”

Paige nods, heading to your room to change real fast before she starts. While Paige starts on dinner, you gather Gianni's things and head to the bathroom to give her a quick wash up. Gianni splashes and giggles in the warm water, her chubby fingers reaching out to grab at the bubbles floating in the air.

After her bath, you wrap Gianni in a fluffy towel and carry her back to her nursery to get her dressed for dinner. She squirms and wriggles in your arms, her excitement unwavering as she squeals.

Once Gianni is dressed, you make your way back to the kitchen, where Paige is just putting the finishing touches on dinner. Something nice for the two of you, loaded baked potatoes with greens and for Gigi, ground meat and mushed sweet potatoes.

You and Paige sit down at the table together, Gianni seated in her high chair between you. Paige serves up generous portions of food onto each plate, and you dig in eagerly, savoring the delicious flavors of the meal.

As you eat, you take turns feeding Gianni, who eagerly accepts each spoonful of food with gusto. She babbles happily between bites, her infectious laughter filling the room.

After dinner, you and Paige take turns cleaning up the dishes while the other entertains Gianni. Once the kitchen is clean, you gather Gianni's bedtime essentials and make your way to her nursery.

Paige is quick to pluck her from your arms, smothering her face with kisses and blowing raspberries on her cheeks. Gianni explodes into giggles, squealing at her mama’s behavior.

“Babe, you’re gonna rile her up before bed” you complain playfully.

“Don’t care, she’s my baby girl” she pouts, shoving her face in Giannis cheeks. “Can we just put her to bed later or sumn, she don’t needa go to bed this early” she whines again.

“Yeah no, if she doesn’t go to sleep now she’s not gonna sleep at all” you go to grab Gianni but Paige shifts her body so she’s out of your reach.

“Paige.”

She groans, reluctantly passing Gianni over to you “You stay tryna take my daughter from me bro.”

“I know, i’m a monster” you respond sarcastically.

Laying Gianni in her crib, you and Paige kiss her goodnight before turning on her white noise machine, shutting off the lights, and slowly closing the door.

As Gianni drifts off to sleep, you and Paige make your way back to your bedroom, ready to wind down for the night. You opt to take a shower first, washing off the grime from the day, then heading back to your room to lotion up and change into pajamas. You grab one of Paige’s hoodies from her drawer and a pair of shorts.

Paige heads to the bathroom to wash up while you take a seat on the carpet in front of your floor length mirror to remove your makeup and complete your nighttime skincare routine.

Once you're done, you join Paige in the bathroom, where she's already brushing her teeth. You grab your toothbrush and join her at the sink, both of you silently going through the familiar motions of your nightly routine.

Paige finishes before you and after brushing your teeth, you head back to the bedroom, where Paige has finished getting dressed, just her regular nighttime fit, a sports bra and some shorts, she’s already climbed into bed and turned on the TV. You settle in beside her, snuggling under the covers as you flip through the channels, searching for something to watch.

You eventually settle on a rerun of The Big Bang Theory. Paige wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close as you cuddle up together, the warmth of her body a comforting presence against yours.

As you watch TV together, you chat idly about the day and things to come, sharing stories and anecdotes as you laugh and relax in each other's company. Gianni's soft snores drift in from the baby monitor, a gentle reminder of the precious little life you've created together.

Eventually, the weight of the day catches up with you, and you find yourselves growing drowsy as the minutes tick by. Paige reaches for the remote, turning the TV down and setting it aside as she settles back against the pillows.

You curl up beside her, sinking into the warmth of the blankets as you nestle against Paige's side. With a contented sigh, you close your eyes, feeling the gentle pull of sleep as it tugs you into its embrace.

Wrapped in the warmth of each other's love, you and Paige drift off to sleep, the soft sounds of the night lulling you into dreams filled with love, laughter, and the promise of a new day.

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