#rexy is still a babee but soemtimes you gotta think about babee turning into a GASP TODDLER

[bonesybonez]

Fuck it. Bittersweet Mother’s Day writing for n0vA

In the nursery, lies a satellite robot mother, humming gently in a rocking chair, calming down the little satellite robots cries from being suddenly awaken by a scary noise. How the mama would gently rock the chair back and forth and continue her soft humming when others would have found this to be a hopeless case and frankly, would of left the baby to cry it out until it was too tired. Not her, she made a promise to herself to be present, to be a great mother to the little one.

When the little satellite baby grows months older and bigger, she’ll take her little one to see its papa perform. Proudly watching from the wings as the baby happily babbles and coos, reaching out for papa and finally gets his hug and kiss after the show.

When the little satellite learns how to crawl and once it gets its footing with crawling, she’ll always follow right behind her little one, no matter how fast or slow it is going, her eyes will always remain on it.

When the day finally comes and decisions are made for its toddler upgrades, she’ll hold her hands close and wait for it too be over, all while reminiscing on the baby stage, but that is just a mere thought wired into with the others.

Even when the little one finally grows up into a full on automaton, one thing will always stay the same…she’ll always be its mother. For now, she’ll just enjoy all the time she has with the baby