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Waring⚠️:Fluff
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"Can I h-hold her?" Ashton asked as he looked down to the tiny being that rest in your arms. Tears still stained your face as you held her, you were in shock, after nine long months of pregnancy and 10 hours of labor you were finally a mom.
Ashton was so cautious as he took his baby girl from your arms, "Hello Beautiful," he spoke softly placing a kiss on her forehead, "Even though I just met you, I want you to know Daddy already loves you and always will." That was all it took for the silent tears to spill out of your eyes once again. As Ashton held your baby girl in his strong arms he had the gentlest expression on his face. Even as she started to cry out he remained calm, rocking her in his arms, humming soothingly in her little ear.
"I think our baby girl wants her Mama," he smiled down at you in the hospital bed as you accept your little bundle of joy into your warm arms. Ashton leaned over her placing his lips on your own. One of his hands brushed your hair behind your ears as you kissed him back. It was like time stopped in the moment.
Ashton suddenly pulled away from you, your lips seemed to tingle. A nurse was standing close to your bed, smiling, "Now we don't need anymore of that right yet, that's what got you here after all," she laughed her hand momentarily resting on her chest, "Oh I'm just kidding," she smirked. "I'm sorry Ma'am," Ashton spoke softly as his face reddened.
The middle-aged woman simply smiled, brushing it off. "Have the two of you thought of any names yet?" You and Ashton exchanged glances before Ashton let out one of his famous giggles, "Why can't I just keep calling her Babygirl? I don't want the pressure of choosing something she has to live with for the rest of her life."
You rolled your eyes, "I like Analia. Then we call her An-" Ashton's face lit up as he interrupted, "Can I still call her Babygirl?" His hand extended grabbing your little girls hand, "You look like an Analia, Analia (Y/Middle/N), just like your mama."
"No Ash, that's stupid," you protested in reaction to his choice of middle name, something you actually despised, "Why not Analia Fletcher, like her daddy?" As soon as you muttered those words you regretted it.
Ashton placed his hand on your forehead as if he was checking your temperature, "I think the epidural might be effecting your mindset, her middle name will not be Fletcher."
The nurse came closer, "I'm sorry (Y/N), but I have to agree with the Mr on this one." Ashton pulled your little girl from your arms once again, "Hi Analia, Analia (Y/Middle/N) Irwin. Let's go with it, Mommy doesn't have to know," he cooed, a smile spread across her lips. "Is that final Mrs. Irwin?" The nurse questioned as she nodded encouragingly, "It's a beautiful name for a beautiful baby." "Yes," you smiled looking over to your husband and Analia, "As long as they're happy, I am."
Ashton slowly covered his eyes with one of his hands and quickly moved it away, Analia erupting into a fit of high pitched giggles, just like her daddy. The nurse moved closer to you, leaning down to whisper, "I think you've got a Daddy's Girl on your hands." "I know and I wouldn't want it any other way," your heart fluttering as you spoke.
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It had been nearly a month, one sleepless night after another for both Ashton and yourself. He had done everything he could for you to care for Analia; always offering to feed her, change diapers and bathe her. You batted your eyes as you rolled over in bed to see the clock, it was much past the time Analia typically woke up screaming. But this morning she hadn't done that which eluded you. You smiled as you sat up but noticed you were alone, Ashton's side of the bed vacant.
Rushing to get out of bed you dashed to Ana's room, additionally her crib was empty. Fear pulsed through your veins though you knew she was safe with her daddy. Strolling into the living room you were in complete awe; there Ashton sat rocking his baby girl, singing quietly. You leaned up against the door frame not daring to make a sound. Listening more intently you realized he was singing random song lines repeatedly, always returning to "She's a good girl, Daddy's favorite."
Not being able to take it any longer as he hummed along softly to a indecipherable song, you approached the pair. "I would say she's got you wrapped around her little finger, you should sing that one." Ashton jumped a little, "You came a little too late for that one." Analia's little eyes were laden by sleep as Ash continued to rock her.
You sat down on the couch nearest his chair, curling up in the corner, your arms grasping a throw pillow, "Your such a good daddy Ashton." His eyes wandered to yours, catching your steady glance as a large yawn escaped his lips, "I hope so. I've been trying."
"Trust me, you're an amazing daddy," you sighed, "I hope you realize she's gonna be a Daddy's Girl." Ashton smiled, though it was more so a proud smirk, "Just like her mommy.. Though that's a bit different."
In that moment you wanted nothing more than to smack him upside the head though you didn't want to disturb Analia who was now sleeping like a rock. "I hate you Irwin," you scoffed turning away from him.
His reply was instant, his words making your heart melt, "But (Y/N), you know it's the truth... And you should also know that Daddy is gonna love both his girl's to death; just a bit differently.."