Ariana Grande Mom Imagines

Vacation

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Y/N Age: 4 Months 

(BTW Ari and Y/N are at a beach house.)

Ariana POV:

I yawned and sat up straight, stretching my arms.

The sun beamed down from the skylight in my bedroom, creating a nice glow on my skin. I slid out of bed and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and do my business. When I finished I threw a tank top on and a some grey pajama shorts before heading downstairs for breakfast.

As soon as I reached the bottom and made it to the kitchen I heard soft wails of distress from the baby room. I smiled, knowing my beautiful daughter was now awake, hungry, and wanting my warmth.

"I'll be there in a second sweetie!" I called, smiling wider when her cries softened.

Y/N knew my voice from anything, it was like a deafener for her. If we were in large crowds and she would get uncomfortable I would speak to her to help calm her down, and it almost always worked.

I drank the last of my water before lightly jogging into her room. It used to be a guest room but I asked for it to be changed for her sake, as she's a baby and didn't need a full bed yet. I walked in to see her squirming in her crib, probably needing me. 

"I'm here baby." I said, shushing her.

Almost instantly she calmed down and snuggled into my arms. I laughed slightly and kissed her cheek tenderly whilst rubbing her back to wake her up more.

She yawned and I awed; damn her for being so cute. I watched as she stretched and opened her icy blue eyes to me, making me smile.

"Good morning beautiful." I whispered, kissing her little lips.

She stuck her tongue out and made grabby hands at the changing table, indicating she needed a new diaper.

"Alright, let's get dressed shall we?"

I gently laid her down and unbuttoned her white seal onesie that Courtney bought for her, revealing her soft bare skin. I took her old diaper off, wrapped it up, and threw it away before wiping her down and taping a new one on. 

"What do you wanna wear?" I asked, leaning down to look through her small bag of clothing.

She didn't respond, just stared at me with wondering eyes.

"Why did I even ask, you can't talk." 

I ended up picking a fluffy grey bear onesie that Victoria actually bought. I remember her giving it to me and telling me that it is A LOT better than Courts. 

The two of them fight over Y/N so fucking much I am starting to loose my patience. They come over quite frequently and play with her all day, taking up all of the supposed time with MY baby.

"Alrighty, all done my little bambina." I said, picking her up and kissing her nose.

She giggled and blew raspberries at me, waving her little baby hands around and kicking her chubby legs.

"Aww, you are so cute!" I cheesed as we walked to my bedroom.

I sat her down on my bed and against my pillow so she wouldn't fall backwards. Toulouse jumped up and curled up into her like a protective big brother.

"What should mommy wear?" I asked, picking through my clothes.

I pulled out a white t-shirt with some pale jean shorts and held it up to her so she could see.

"This?" 

She blinked and sneezed, making Toulouse jump.

"I'll take that as a yes."

I pulled my pajamas off and put my new outfit on, spinning in a circle for my child. She laughed and seemed to attempt at clapping but failed. I smiled and picked her up, lightly throwing her in the air and catching her.

"Let's go down the balcony, yeah?" I said, tickling her sides.

We made it outside and on the balcony, overlooking the blue crested sea. I sucked in the morning beach air and sighed in contentment. I watched as birds flew overhead and out into the vast abyss of water.

I felt a tug and looked down to see Y/N clutching my shirt tightly, as though she wanted something.

"You hungry?"

She sneezed again.

"Bet you are."

I held her on my hip, pulling my shirt down and unclipping my bra. She immediately latched onto my breast and began suckling lightly. I smiled down at her before looking up to watch the waves roll onto the shore.

After a few minutes she unlatched and whined, telling me she was done and needed to burp. I brought her up to my shoulder and patted her back while rocking her, chuckling when I heard a small burp from her mouth.

"There you go. Feel better?" I asked, meeting her blue eyes.

Y/N smiled and babbled at me, squeezing my face with her hands. 

"Ow, don't do that." I scolded when she pulled my hair.

I fixed my bra and shirt before holding her up on my side so she could see the ocean. I watched as her eyes trailed over the beige sand, wonder and curiosity filling them.

"You like the sand beautiful?" I asked, blowing on her face so she would look at me.

We met each other eyes and froze, holding a staring contest. I won, of course, and as a reward for my victory, sat down on a chair and laid her on my legs to tickle her. 

But she was too smart as she kicked me in the stomach, hard. 

"FUCK!" I yelled, startling her.

I clutched my waist and glanced at her.

"Oh no baby." I said as she started to cry.

I guess my sudden outburst of 'Fuck' scared her and she probably thought I was mad at her.

"No Y/N/N don't cry. That's not beautiful is it?" I asked softly, kissing her forehead repeatedly.

She eventually calmed down and proceeded to pass out in my arms. I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arms around her protectively, holding her close to my body.

This was a much needed vacation.

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