𝑅𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒮𝓌𝒶𝓃-𝑀𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓈

I remember nearly two years ago when calling the baby otter in Regina's uterus Charlotte Rose Swan-Mills was just a suggestion I made. Now that said baby otter has been out of the womb for nearly two years, Charlotte Rose has proven the name to be perfect for her every day.

*Mid-way between Emma returning the kiss, she can feel Charlie's hand tugging at her hair, pulling her away from Regina* Looks like someone's gotten a little jealous of me kissing mommy after all.

Um. Excuse you, @OrderlyQueen. I hope you want a third child because /this/... this is— whew. *Fans herself*

While all of the other Swans were partying last night, I was partying to nursery rhymes with Charlie. I definitely came out on top.

Speaking of Charlie, that kid has the face of Regina and the hair of... well, she's basically all Regina with the personality of me, but she at least inherited my eyes.

The best thing to wake up to on your birthday morning is your newborn daughter screeching at the top of her lungs because she's soiled her diaper again and then getting a proper cuddling session in bed after changing her. I love motherhood.

Speaking of Charlie, I got her the cutest little outfit yesterday that'll make alllll the other girls and boys swoon. Her sense of fashion out of the womb will be more on point than their sense of fashion their entire lives. And she can thank her mommies for that.

*Dances around happily* I get my mini Swaannn. And my mini Millssss. I get my mini Swan-Millsss.

My wife is the definition of perfection in every single way.