let me love you ~ michael jackson & ariana grande

another little one

                             February 21st, 2002

Ariana

"Okay, okay, I can do this!" I state out loud, bracing myself for the pushes that take all of my strength. I try pushing one more time but I'm so frozen down there that I can't even tell if I'm truly pushing or if it's just my imagination.

"You're gonna need to give us a little more than that, Mrs. Jackson!"

"I'm already giving so much!" I yell, collapsing back down into the bed. "Come on, my love. You've done this 3 times, you're strong enough to do it a 4th." Michael whispers, kissing my cheek and grabbing onto my hand.

"I swear I'm done having kids this time, Michael. I'm serious! You need to stop knocking me up!" I rip my hand away from his and hold my sweat ridden forehead and start pushing again.

"We just need one more!" The doctor shouts.

I groan and tears stream down my face from the overwhelming sensations, I suddenly feel the release of something from my lower half and throw my head back onto the pillow.

The audible cry from a baby is born and I sit there, relishing in relief. A snip is heard as well and before I know it, I have our fourth child in my hands.

Michael and I kept the gender of this baby a mystery because we wanted to be surprised. We only ever did this with Prince and we really found it more fulfilling to not know what we were having until the baby was born.

"Congratulations on your second little boy." I can tell the doctor is smiling through his medical mask.

Michael sits next to me on the edge of the bed, he's crying probably even more than I am. I don't think I'll ever get tired of this feeling.

"We have another little baby boy, can you believe it?" He mustered through his happy cries.

"I really can't."

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                             February 23rd, 2002

Ariana

I sway our newborn tight in my arms, admiring his tiny fists and the way he yawns so adorably. It's been 2 days since he's been born yet we still don't have a name for him.

"Prince looks like it would fit him." Michael comments.

"We already have a Prince." I tell him. "No, we have a Michael Jr." He retorts.

"So, we're gonna walk around calling both children Prince?" I raise an eyebrow. "No...I'm sure we'll find a nickname for this little guy."

I look back down at our little one and smile. Life feels good right now, so unbelievably good.

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April 6th, 2002

Ariana

I finish up breast feeding newborn Blanket, people may think it's an odd nickname for a kid but it's so fitting, Michael always used Blanket as a term of endearment meaning you blanket something with your love. We noticed how expressive Prince is and how he never wants to let his blanket go so the name just kind of stuck. I then set him down for his nap, kissing his forehead and leaving him in the room.

I walk downstairs and the atmosphere is empty, it's no surprise considering Prince and Dede are in the guest house with their private teacher, Paris just turned 4 three days ago so she's also in there starting her first year.