Y/n's POV~
I can't find the words to even describe how happy I am. "Y/n, you should go upstairs and get some rest." Kris says. "I should, but I'd miss her." I say with a small chuckle.
Stormi is asleep in her bassinet. "I know you love your daughter, but you need sleep. I'll look after her." Kris says. I chuckle as she pushes me away. "Okay, okay." I say.
I head upstairs, yawning on my way up. We have been home with Stormi for a week now. I get up with her a lot throughout the night because I want Kylie to rest and take it easy.
During the day, she is constantly having to pump and breastfeed our daughter. It takes a lot out of her.
I walk into our bedroom, finding my queen sitting up in bed, pumping her milk. She produces more in one day than our daughter can drink in two.
We have two bassinets, one in our room and one downstairs. Stormi hasn't slept in her nursery yet because we want her close.
She probably won't sleep in there until she's at least five to six months old. Or if she grows out of the bassinets before then.
I climb straight into bed. Laying flat on my stomach. "The two of us look like shit." Kylie says, laughing. A deep chuckle leaves my throat.
"I think you look like a fucking sexy ass mommy." I say, lifting my head up. Kylie playfully rolls her eyes. Soon, she was done pumping.
I quickly take the milk downstairs, pour it into the freezer pouches, and pack them in with all the others. When I go back upstairs, I decide on taking a shower.
It's better to take it now before I start to smell. Especially since Stormi screams her head off sometimes. We thought she was colicky, turns out, she just wants skin to skin contact. Kylie and I make sure to take turns.
"Do you want to shower with me while we both have the chance?" I ask Kylie. She looks out at me, pouting her lip. "What?" I ask. I walk to her side of the bed. I sit down on the edge.
"You haven't seen me naked since before I gave birth." Kylie says. I can hear the slight insecurity in her voice. "Baby. You're beautiful. Your body is beautiful. Our daughters birth was beautiful." I say.
"I promise you, no matter what, I'd be getting a boner for you." I tease. Kylie playfully slaps my arm. "We can't do anything yet." Kylie reminds me.
"I know, baby." I say softly. I peck her lips softly. I stand up and help her up, leading her to our bathroom.
Kylie gets in the shower first, and I get in after her. She faces away from me. Her arms wrapped around her body.
I wrap my arms around her softly, placing light kisses on her cheek. I whisper sweet nothings into her ear. Eventually, she relaxes, her arms falling.
The two of us wash ourselves. We don't spend that long in the shower. Once we are out, I dress her. She wears her shorts that look like my boxers and one of my baggy shirts.
I put on boxers, basketball shorts, and a sports bra. "Let's try and take a nap. Your mom said she'd come get us if she couldn't handle our bundle of joy." I say.
Kylie and I climb into our bed, cuddling up. I yawn again as sleep quickly consumes me.
Stormi's cries wake me up. As I get out of bed, I realize that Kylie is no longer laying beside me. I head downstairs where I could hear her cries coming from.
I find Kylie and our friends all sitting around on the couch. Kylie is holding our fussy daughter. "Hey, she's wanting skin to skin." Kylie says as she sees me.
I'm still in my sports bra. Not caring as our friends have seen me like this all the time. Nothing I don't wear in my workout videos.
Kylie hands my our daughter as I sit down on the couch beside her. Kylie already had her down to her diaper.
I lay her on her belly against my chest. As soon as she rests the side of her face against my shoulder, she stops crying.
I kiss the top of my daughter's head. She came out with a full head of hair, but she has lost some of it since. "You are going to have that girl spoiled." Justin teases. "Most definitely." I state with a wide smile.
When in the hospital, the moment I heard her cry. It was as if I felt a hand on my shoulder. I'd like to believe that my grandmother was there that day.
Kylie rests her hand on my thigh. Her head rested against my shoulder. "She's not even sleeping." Kendall says as she looks at Stormi.
In that moment, Stormi let's out a small crie before going quiet again. I chuckle. "She's telling you to stop ratting her out." I tease.
Everyone softly chuckles. Norman jumps up beside me on the couch. He touches his nose against Stormi's foot before laying down.
We all ate pizza for dinner while watching a movie and talking. Then they all went home. Leaving me with my little family.
Stormi is asleep in my arms. Kylie is asleep with her head on my lap. Norman is still cuddled into me. This right here, there is nothing better.
"Ky." I whisper softly. Running my free hand over her back. Her tired eyes slowly open, and she looks up at me. "Let's go up to bed." I say.
I carefully take Stormi upstairs and lay her in the bassinet. Then I meet Kylie halfway, helping her up. I don't want her to fall.
Once we get into our room, I help her into bed. She lays down. I turn off the lights and climb in next to her.
"I love you, my queen. Goodnight." I mumble. "I love you too, love." Kylie says. She pecks my lips lightly. We cuddle into each other, her head resting against my chest.
[A/n~ Chapter 43 Stormi is home]
