Little(s) : Mirabel Madrigal (age : 1 year)
Caretaker(s) : Julieta Madrigal (a bit of Alma, but Julieta is the main Caretaker)
Warnings : Has some platonic intimacy (breastfeeding/kangaroo care), but once again it's BASIC BABY CARE. NO INCEST. THAT'S HER LITERAL MOTHER. I SHOULDN'T EVEN HAVE TO SAY IT. IT'S JUST JULIETA CARING FOR HER BABY.

Plot : Mirabel feels really small and has some quiet time with her Mamí
Request for : Babycakes9080

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Julieta was sitting in her room, her youngest daughter on her chest, her big brown eyes focused on her Mamí's face, as the woman played with her daughter's hair.

It was a few months since they restored the Casita and Magic returned... and yet, they were still getting used to new routine, which, somehow, was even MORE exhausting than before the changes. Through, nothing would make her want to change it...

Nor she would want change moments like this... Mirabel was regressed today and was extremely small... she needed her Mamí's constant attention on her during times like this. And Julieta was more than happy to provide this...

"Mi querida bebé..." Julieta softly whispered, kissing her daughter's head, as the Little giggled, before the woman shook her head "Careful, darling... wouldn't want you to choke, do we?"

Julieta was able to find a way to locate few months back, which brought even more moments for her and tiny Mira to share, like when she truly was a baby. But, unlike the basic regression, breastfeeding was meant to be a secret, only the two of them, and maybe few family members, they trusted with it, to know about.

The two of them were sitting on Julieta's bed, covered in warm blue blanket as Mirabel gently drunk her Mamí's milk. So sweet. So small. So content in her arms. Just a happy little baby in her Mamí's arms.

Gentle voice of Julieta was the only sound in the room, as she hummed, watching her child, before she pulled away.

"All done, cariña?" Julieta asked softly, to get a small nod and another giggle from her daughter. "Good girl~"

And, just as she went to redress, small girl whined, not wanting to be let go.

"Hm..." Julieta smiled at her "Don't want Mamí to let go, corazón?" Mirabel whined again. "Ay, bebita... It's okay, Mamí isn't going anywhere..."

Julieta knew exactly, what the Little wanted at the moment, as she took off Mirabel's shirt, basically her only clothes at the moment, besides her diaper. The older of two made a note to check if her baby needed a change, but right now she was content, unbothered, so Julieta supposed she was okay, even if she was a bit wet.

Mirabel was laid back on her mother's chest, letting herself melt into the affection, her eyes started closing, her breath becoming slow, steady, while Julieta continued to rub her back. Her baby needed a nap~

Julieta smiled gently, starting to sing a lullaby, her own Mamá, Mirabel's Abuela Alma, would sing to her and her siblings, when they were children.

Speaking of which. As soon as tiny Mira was asleep, the door slightly opened for Alma to peek in and smile at the sight. Julieta put her finger to her mouth, like asking her mother to be quiet. Alma nodded and slowly walked to her daughter and grandbaby.

"How small?" Alma asked quietly, looking at Mirabel, before at Julieta.

"Very small... around one, I'd say..." Julieta said fondly, at which Alma nodded.

"Get some sleep, amor..." Alma whispered to her daughter, as she fixed the blanket over them, before starting to stroke Julieta's hair "You deserve it, Julita..."

Julieta smiled at her mother, nodding

"Yes, Mamá..." She whispered, closing her eyes

Alma stayed with the two, until she was sure both of them were asleep, before she kissed both of them on their foreheada

"Dulces sueños, mi vidas..."