Layla was nestled on the sofa, her eyes wide with excitement as Mummy and Daddy joined her with a gentle smile. "Layla, we have something special to tell you," Mummy began, her voice warm and tender. Layla's heart skipped a beat. "You’re going to be a big sister!" The room filled with Layla's delighted laughter as she imagined holding a tiny sibling in her arms.

Layla was hard at work, creating a vibrant scrapbook filled with drawings of her imagined adventures with her future sibling. Rainbows, castles, and teddy bears danced across the pages. "I can't wait to show you the world," she whispered to the unborn baby, her voice full of promise. Each page was a testament to her growing love and anticipation.

Layla and Mummy sat together, flipping through pages of names. "What about Oliver for a boy? Or maybe Lottie for a girl?" Layla suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Those are lovely choices," Mummy agreed, her hand gently resting on her growing belly. They giggled and imagined the baby growing up with each name they considered.

Layla galloped across the lawn, pretending to be a knight on a noble quest, her trusty steed a wooden broomstick. "One day, you'll join me on these adventures," she declared to the baby, her voice carried by the breeze. Mummy watched from the porch, her heart swelling with love and pride.

Layla helped arrange teddy animals on the shelves, her touch gentle and caring. "Everything has to be perfect," she insisted, adjusting the position of a cuddly bear. Mummy joined her, their laughter echoing in the room as they dreamt of the joyous days to come.

Layla snuggled close to Mummy on the sofa, her hand resting on the gentle curve of her mummy's belly. "I love you already," she whispered to the unborn baby, her voice filled with warmth and affection. Mummy smiled, her heart full, knowing that Layla would be the most wonderful big sister.