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“Do you know how lucky you are missy?” Your husband Finn, very serious by the way, asked your infant daughter, their blue eyes matching each other.”You stole mommy’s boobs from daddy and you get to kiss them and touch them whenever you want” He playfully played with y/d/n nose, trying to get a giggle in return. You try to contain yourself from bursting into laughter as you enjoyed watching Finn bond with y/d/n.”When are you planning on giving them back to me missy?” Finn held y/d/n up, questioning her.”Help a daddy out baby girl.” Tilting his head onto his shoulder, he gave your daughter a pout.”As soon as you finish smack talking our daughter, who by the way doesn’t understand a word you are saying, you’ll find me in our bed, in lace, waiting for you to unwrap me.” You yell across the hall, making your way to your bedroom.
“What if I’m...” Finn shook his head.”You can’t be...” He mumbled.”We were safe, I always use the rubber and you are on the pill.””Things can happen Finn...” You croak, looking down on the pregnancy test. You had never been this scared in your life. Finn was finally getting the push he deserved and was main eventing pay-per-views, and you were finally getting a shot at the NXT Women’s Champion. A baby now would ruin your plans. Not that you don’t want kids. You and Finn have talked about it and even considered, but in the future, not now.”Hey, hey don’t cry babe. It will all work out. I will try and be home more often, we will spend more time together. Don’t think of it as a bad thing, think of it as a good thing. We could have a bundle of joy y/n, a little you or a little me.” Finn reassured you, calming you down a bit. What did you ever do to deserve him. 5 minutes felt like 5 hours. Your heart started to speed up as your timer goes off. You look down at the little wand, letting out a slight sigh.”So, are you...?” Finn asks, visibly at the peak of a nervous breakdown. You look up to him, tears strolling down your cheeks.”Negative.” You could hear Finn breath out loudly besides you. He pulled you to his chest, filling you with kisses. Funny thing, you thought you’d actually be relieved, but it’s the contrary. You are devastated. Was it maybe that you crave pregnancy over wrestling?
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“Baby Quilt” by Deborah Hyde of W. Bloomfield, Michigan.

This is a traditionally styled quilt with a very artistic twist. The colors and layout are masterfully done! Those little squares are only half an inch in size (I made sure to get a picture including the description tag so I could measure later on. The tag is 8.5x5.5).

Photo taken at AQS Quilt Week Daytona Beach, Florida 2017.