Made For Me

In Her Arms

Nicki Pov:

Opening my eyes, I woke up to Beyonce's arms wrapped tightly around me and our baby, making sure we both stayed put. I knew she was awake—her thumb softly stroking Nevaeh's tiny arm gave her away.

"Wake up, Mama's pretty baby." I cooed, kissing Nevaeh's cheek. I knew better than to let her sleep all day, but Giselle didn't care, willing to stay up with her all night if she needed it.

"Don't be bothering my baby," Bey muttered, her cue to scoop Nevaeh up and lay her on her chest.

"It's five in the afternoon, Giselle." I checked the time on my phone. "We're supposed to be working on sticking to the schedule."

"Well, I don't care about that schedule. If y'all are tired, I'm going to let y'all rest." She shrugged, stroking Navaeh's back. She had read all those baby books just to ignore everything in them.

"Thank you, baby," I laughed, shaking my head. She has been here every step of the way—holding my hair back every morning for three months, staying up through sleepless nights, and encouraging me all 24 hours of labor. I couldn't have asked for a better partner. My wife is amazing.

And so is our village.

My mom and Dad stayed with us for the first month, helping in any way they could. Mama Tina and Richard came by every other day, bringing food and cleaning up around the house. Gucci and Lo took care of Kash until Giselle was comfortable with him being around the baby. Even P and Quan stopped by dropping off baby clothes, toys, and anything they thought Nevaeh would need.

My life is amazing.

My sore nipples started to leak, right on time.

"I don't think you got time to pump; she about to take my lip off." Beyonce joked as Nevaeh began sucking on her bottom lip, clearly signaling she was hungry.

"That's what I was supposed to be doing instead of sleeping." I went to grab my baby but Bey stood up, cradling her close.

"Come up front," she mumbled, not trying to disturb Navaeh. "I made you something to eat, too."

I stretched before getting up, putting on my robe, and heading to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Nevaeh was messy like her parents, always turning that little nose up.

When I made it to the living room, Giselle and Kash were staring at Nevaeh as she sat in her swing. Kash was absolutely fascinated by the new little human, guarding her crib like his life depended on it and hating any sudden movements in her presence.

"Yall are always in my baby face." Beyoncé was absolutely in love.

"She looks just like me." She smiled brightly. Nevaeh was her carbon copy—it looked like I had no part in making her at all.

"She does. so beautiful." I opened my robe and held my arms out to get situated for feeding.

G's gaze shifted, her eyes fixated on my chest. The baby weight I couldn't wait to lose wasn't a problem for her—she made sure I didn't get insecure about any of it.

"Does it hurt?" She asked, running her thumb over one of my nipples. They were so sensitive I couldn't help but shiver at the small action.

"Just a little," I whispered, watching as she sucked the milk off her thumb. "Stop doing that." I scolded gently. Between her and her daughter, they were going to drain me dry.

"I'll massage them when you're done eating." She promised and placed Navaeh on the nursing pillow before settling her in my lap. "I'm about to take Kash out. I got my phone, so call me if you need me." She set my phone on the couch next to me and turned the TV on before heading out.

As I got Nevaeh latched, my phone buzzed.

BF4L💜: Tell TT baby to call me

: So fuck me? You don't ever call to just talk to me anymore

BF4L💜: Girl plz. I haven't seen my baby all day wtf!

: I'll call you when I'm done feeding her

Seconds later, Lo was FaceTiming us.

"Please stop playing with me, Onika," Lauren said, rolling her eyes when I picked up.

"She can't even talk." I flipped the camera so she could see Nevaeh. "She's trying to avoid you already," I joked as Lauren ignored me and cooed at the baby.

"When do you want TT to come and get you, huh? Tonight? Okay." She answered for her.

"So you heard her talk?" I refused to be delusional with her.

"Yeah, so pump me up some bottles. I'll give y'all a little break and some time alone. Y'all are still newlyweds, enjoy it."

We hadn't had time for a honeymoon. A week after the wedding, Nevaeh was ready for the world. Lauren made sure to get her out of the house for at least a few hours every week so Beyoncé and I could have some alone time.

"I'll let Bey know," I said, knowing She wouldn't mind. Lo and Gucci's house was the only place we felt comfortable sending Nevaeh where we didn't have to worry too much.

"See you soon babes." Lauren grinned before hanging up.

Twenty minutes later, Giselle strolled in with Kash breathing heavily behind her, tired from whatever adventure they went on.

"Damn save me some." She pouted from the kitchen, spotting me hooked up to the pump while washing her hands.

"They'll be back full in an hour." I teased, finishing up. "Lauren and Gucci are on the way to come get Nevaeh for the night."

Beyoncé started to say something but stopped herself, glancing at the baby with a faint smile.

"You okay with that?" I asked as I handed her Nevaeh to hold.

She nodded, holding the baby close." yeah it's good for her to spend time with them... and for us to get a little time alone."

I could see the wheels in her head turning. Letting Nevaeh go anywhere too long still tugged at her heartstrings. But her overwhelming need to cater to me had her conflicted.

"They're family, G. She's in good hands," I reassured her, placing a kiss on her cheek.

Beyonce sighed but smiled softly. "I know. I just... love my girls, that's all."

I couldn't help but grin at that. Even after everything—our sleepless nights, my cranky moods—she always made me feel like I was enough.

"Don't get too used to this break, though," she teased. "As soon as I'm done fucking the shit out of you, we're going to go get our baby."

I laughed, wrapping my arms around her and Nevaeh. "Wouldn't have it any other way."