Diggy Imagines

Newborn

Diggy's P.O.V.

YN-Okay...baby I really just need to take a nap.

Diggy-*Pretends to be asleep*

YN-*Smack his chest and giggle* Diggy stop! Go get the baby please.

I quickly popped up and kissed YN's cheek several times as we both debated who was going to go get our screaming newborn.

YN-Diggy! Don't keep her waiting she might be hungry baby. YN tried to push me off of her.

I pinned her arms down above her head and kissed her lips passionately.

YN-Stop playing! She giggled while breaking the kiss.

Diggy-Girl you stop playing with me. *Pecks your lips*

YN-Oh my gosh, fine. If you won't go get her, I'll do it.

I let go of YN's arms as she got out of her king size bed and walked to our baby girls room.

Don't get me wrong, my baby girl was beautiful. I love her to DEATH! She's mine. My flesh and blood! How can I not be in love with my newborn baby?

Now don't get me wrong when I say this either...I GET TIRED AS FUCK!

Between the crying during the day and the screaming her lungs out at night, Mya won't give mommy or daddy a break and YN and I are both exhausted.

Mya is 3 weeks old and she definitely a cry baby.

As soon as YN walked out of the room I laid down and closed my eyes preparing to take a nap.

YN-*Walk in with the baby* Nope! Get up Diggy.

YN said while sitting my daughter on my chest.

It was crazy how my baby seemed almost weightless. Wow. Is all I can say when I think about my little creation.

Diggy-*Sighs*

I scooped my daughter up in my arms and sat up in the bed.

Diggy-*Kisses Mya's cheek*

Mya-*whines and kicks her feet*

She wasn't really a fan of my facial hair when I gave her kisses.

I looked up at my wife who looked really tired. More tired than me.

She had puffy eyes that lacked sleep, hair that was up in a messy bun, and her facial expression looked like she couldn't even display how bad she wanted some sleep right now.

It looked like if I said I couldn't watch Mya right now YN would break down and cry, and I didn't want that.

YN-...baby please. She looked at me hopelessly.

Diggy-You don't have to beg me to watch my own baby.

I stood up as kisses YN's forehead with Mya still swaddled in my arms, where she belonged.

YN just smiled and plopped down onto the bed.

I chuckled and walked downstairs gently with Mya.

I sat on the living room couch and carefully poked Mya's chubby little tummy.

Mya spread an adorable tiny smile on her face with her eyes closed.

Diggy-Awee. I cooed over my daughter.

She giggled lightly and kicked her feet.

Diggy-I love you princess. I kissed all over face.

Mya whined.

Diggy-Awee don't cry baby girl. I love you! I love you! I brushed my thumb over her soft cheek.

She stopped whining and became relaxed again.

I turned the TV on and laid Mya on my chest.

I patted her back gently as I watched basketball and she just made exciting baby sounds.

Diggy-I don't know what your saying but I feel you girl.

YN P.O.V.

I needed to tell the world that I finally got some sleep! I didn't know what to do.

I fell asleep at 9:30 AM this morning and when I woke up it was 11:45 PM.

YN-Oh my gosh Diggy! I jumped out of bed remembering that I left my baby with my husband...All day.

I rushed down the steps so Diggy could finally get a break but when he came into my vision it looked like Diggy had everything under control.

He was sitting on the couch watching tv and Mya was laying in his arms as he held a bottle up to her mouth.

YN-Baby...I whispered to Diggy to get his attention.

Diggy looked over at me and smiled.

Diggy-Did you sleep good baby?

YN-I slept great. I walked over to him and pecked his lips.

Diggy-*Nods his head* We slept good too... He looked down at Mya and smiled.

I melted seeing how much he loved her.

I know that rappers have a terrible reputation but I can't say that about mine. Diggy was perfect to me.

Perfect husband. Perfect daddy. Just perfect.