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“No, don’t you- Ahh… who’s a good girl?”

My baby burst into giggles as I tickle her tummy, when I go to take the ear bud from her to prevent it finding it’s way into her mouth she lunched into a cry, swinging her hands in protest.

I roll my eyes and put her down, my baby girl obviously doesn’t agree with that as her tantrum increases, I hissed at the sharp pain.

“Micaela!” I scold patting my neck with my fingers and brought them to my face half expecting to see blood. Now silent, Caela looks at me with large watery blue eyes, her lips parted mid cry.

I scowl down at her “This child” leaning forward I hold the arm she flung at me and spread her chubby fingers, my frown increases at the length of her finger nails.

A cry leaves her and she lunches herself into me, immediately the irritation bleads out of me “Don’t cry, I’m not angry” I shush her softly, petting her with a hand at the back of her head, “I guess it’s my fault for not clipping your nails” I muttered, still massagin