"So, how is mom life treating you, love?" Josie Murphy asked, opening a beer and imbibing.
Josie, and her fellow sorceress friends Aziza and Carmen, were having a little get together at an Irish pub in a dimension they all liked where unicorns existed and ice cream was extra tasty.
"Oh, it's fine" Aziza said, with an uneasy laugh. "But I think that I'd rather have a magic battle with Regina again than suffer through another 3AM crying session."
Carmen rubbed her back sympathetically, and the three women reminisced, catching up on old times...
**
A few hours later, Aziza came home through a portal, slightly stumbling, and passed out on the couch.
Tom was already asleep, and thankfully for both young parents, so was their child.
Aziza mostly had pleasant dreams. Hanging out with Tom, hanging out with Carmen and Josie, taking care of the baby, helping people throughout the world with her magic powers.
Every so often, memories of Kylie would pop up, and Aziza would miss her deeply...