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"You sure you're on board? I don't mind if I have two baby daddies, I guess.. it's twice the people to do my running around for me," Tatum joked weakly, immediately sinking into the other girl's embrace as her arms wrapped around her. This was exactly what she had needed all along, it felt so much better not to be fighting, not to be at each other's throats anymore. Their last fight had been bad, and Tatum was still having a hard time letting go of some of the harsh things that had been said. "I really would like him to stick around," she added seriously, after a lapse into silence. "He's my best friend, and I.. I don't know, teen dads always get a bad rap, but I know he'll be a good dad. If he wants to be, then.. he'll do great at it. And I guess since we're.. probably getting a furry little surprise, it might be nice to have another wolf parent with me.. you know, moons and stuff."

She placed her hands gently over Michi's, resting them on top of her stomach. She wasn't even big yet, hardly gaining weight, but that protective streak was still rampant. It was still amazing to her that something so significant was growing inside of her. "You guys would both be super cute with a little girl, all overprotective.. but I guess a boy would be okay too. Is it too early to worry about that?" she laughed weakly, her face still damp with years as she snuggled it into her pillow again. "I don't care what it is, as long as I don't fuck it up," she admitted.

Listening to her girlfriend talk about her family was hard, even if she knew every word was true. She had lived her life, made herself miserable, for as long as she could remember just to appease them. Pushing friends away, doing things she never wanted, acting and saying things she didn't mean, feeling ashamed and pressured, just to her mother and father wouldn't get mad at her. They had always been strict. Michi was right though, she wanted and needed to be herself, to focus on the baby and their future. If her parents didn't want to help her or accept her, then she was probably better off without them. But breaking the stern hold they had over her wasn't easy. Tatum could still remember the summer before when Sera had left home, practically trashed the house, and stormed out like it was nothing. She had tried her best to act scandalized by it, but she had been and still was jealous of the brunette's courage. She couldn't even tell their dad 'no' half of the time. It had always been easier to just not rock the boat at home, easier to play the part of the perfect little heteronormative catholic girl. Until the act got her pregnant, at least. That sort of put a damper on it all, but she had needed it, the final straw had broken and now she could be free. If she just listened to Michi and tried to believe what she was being told. Her parents had ruined her, had ruined her life in a lot of ways. This was as much on their plate as it was on her own.

"I love you, and I.. I want them to know. I want them to know I can do this, and we'll have our own little family, and well if they don't like that then.. they can just fuck off, you're right," Tatum agreed after a few moments if listening. She tucked herself back closer against Michi, sighing a little. "If I'm okay with it, then why should they care? I'm the one doing like, all the hard work," she suggested quietly. "Carrying a baby around and trying to act like somebody I'm not.. it kind of sucks."

She craned her neck around a little to look at her girlfriend as she nuzzled onto her hair. "You'd really go work at the league of you had to, for me? Even though Hunter would totally make fun of you? You know she wants you to go pro with her," Tatum reminded the other girl. "You're a better player anyway though and you look much sexier in your uniform, so.. just impress the scouts before she can," the redhead half-joked.