Miss Jackson {b.u.}

{25}

July 15, 2014– 6:45 a.m.

Summerlin Hospital Medical Center;

Brendon's fingers brushed through my hair. I glanced up at him. This big softie. Tears streaming down his face. Sniffling, his face was red and he was happy. My arms moved toward him. He bent down a bit, taking her gently from my hands. I leaned my head back on the pillow and watched as my shirtless husband made his first skin to skin contact with our daughter, "god, she's beautiful, JJ."

"I know," I began, "just the sweetest girl."

"We have to pick a name."

"I actually have one."

Brendon glanced up at me, then looked down at the baby, "Go ahead."

"Clover Alexandra Urie."

"Why the name Clover?"

"Well," I began and pulled strands of my hair behind my ear, "two months ago you called us your charms, as in good luck. The name Clover means good luck."

Brendon quickly looked up at me and then back down at her, smiling softly as he caressed her cheek with his thumb, "i think that's perfect," he whispered, walking back over to me and handing her to me.

The door opened quietly and Brendon got up. My eyes trailed over as he hugged my sister, Alex and then Nicolette and then my mom and dad, along wih Jada, Lottie and Kimberly. Brendon's family was coming by later when I was more adjusted to having her with me. Everyone gasped as they looked at her. They all crowded the bed, "do you have a name, Jojo?" Jada asked.

Brendon and I glanced at each other and smiled, "meet Clover Alexandra Urie," I began, "and Alex, you are the...godmother of Clover."

Alexandra finally showed her emotions. Tears trickled happily down her face and I handed Clover over to her, "aw, she's...so ugly."

My mom turned to Alex and slapped her arm, "i'm kidding, mom. She's adorable. Look at her little cheeks."

Kimberly walked over to me and brushed my hair back with her hand, "i'm so proud of you, Jo," she began and hugged me, "how long did it take you?"

"Well," I began and sighed, "I went into labor at six in the morning."

"We rushed here and were here by six fifteen. So it only took her about fifteen minutes to push."

Everyone's jaws dropped and I furrowed my eyebrows, "what? Is that bad? The nurses said that was good-"

"No, no. It's good, honey." My dad stated.

I motioned that Alex pass the baby along to everyone else. This moment is what I dreamed of the most. I loves every second and now I'm a mom. I waited nine months to have her and she's a blessing. She's beautiful. I extended my arms, letting Clover fit perfectly in them. I could already tell she was going to be such a calm baby.

Everyone except Kimberly left at around six thirty in the evening. Brendon and I were left alone with Clover. Brendon stood in the hospital room bathroom, tossing on his black t-shirt and brown-glittered jacket. He walked out and walked over to me, leaning down and planting a kiss on my forehead, and then one on Clovers, "i hate to cut this special day so short, baby. I'm sorry."

"Hey, don't be sorry," I began, "we want you to go out."

"Rude." Brendon said and chuckled afterward, "seriously, though. I don't want to leave you and Clo."

I liked that nickname. Clo. I glanced up at him as I fixed her small pink hat that fit just perfectly on her head, "i'm serious, go."

"I love you."