Your doctor informed you that the baby would be fine in a few weeks. She was growing at an alarming pace and her lungs and heart were working just fine.
Two days after her birth, you were released. You hated to leave your baby girl at the hospital but you couldn't stay. To make up for the cd signing, you rescheduled it so that you could make up for it.
You got dressed for the day, wearing pink in honor of your baby girl who you and Justin decided to name Amina. Amina Bieber.
"Hey babe." You hear just say as you put your pink beanie with the words 'new mommie' written in white letters.
"Hi hunny." You coo.
"You ready?" He asks hugging you.
"Yes..." You say, putting your bracelet on.
"You still wear it?" He asks.
"Um hum... I never stopped."
He smiles, bringing you closer to him.
"I love you." He says kissing your cheek.
"I love you more." You say.
Soon you guys were headed to the signing. You were amazed at how many people showed up. As soon as they saw you, they went crazy.
You sat at the table, preparing to sign every album. As they approached one by one, they smiled, saying what an inspiration you were to them. They congratulated you and Justin with the baby. You looked over to see Justin wearing a purple beanie with the words 'Amina's daddy' written in white letters. You snicker a little.
"What?" He smiles.
"Your beanie." You smirk.
"Haha. Very funny." He smiles.
Soon you were finished and you received a phone call from the hospital.
"Hello?" You answer.
"Hello Ms. (y/l/n). We're just calling to let you know that your daughter is being released today." The doctor says.
"Ahh!" You scream jumping up and down. Justin looks at you with wide eyes.
"Baby? What's the matter?" He asks frantic.
"Amina... She's being released today." You say smiling wide.
"Oh really?!" He squeals.
"Yes!" You say hugging him. You guys walk out, heading to the hospital to pick up your baby girl.
"So... Here we are... At the hospital... Picking up our baby girl today..." Justin says filming with his phone.
"We have... Aunt Chrissy. Say hi sis."
"Hi! I'm so excited!" She squeals.
"Then we have my baby, new mommie, (y/n). Babe say hi to the camera."
You turn to the camera smiling and waving.
"Isn't she beautiful?" He says, making Chrissy awe.
Soon you guys were headed into the hospital, going into the room where they had Amina. As you walked in, your eyes laid on her. She was sleeping soundly in her baby crib, pacifier in her mouth as her tiny hands covered her face.
"Hi sweetie." You coo walking in.
"Do you guys have an outfit for her?" The nurse asks.
"Yeah. We do." Justin says pulling it out with the Supras he got for her as well.
"You can pick her up. She's fine." The nurse says. You smile going over to her bed, carefully picking her up.
"Here's her car seat." Chrissy says walking into the room.
"Wow... She's so small." Justin says in awe.
"She looks like you." You say making him smile.
You dressed her in her outfit and shoes, wrapping her in a pink blanket. Justin holds her in his arms, rocking her gently as he just admired her. It was adorable.
He puts her in her car seat as you got ready to go.
Paparazzi were heavy out the front, so you guys headed out the back. Justin allowed you into the car, making sure Amina was safe secure in the car as well.
When you guys make it to your apartment, you were greeted by friends and family. All of Justin's friends came, as well as his mom dad and siblings.
"Is that the baby?" Jazzy asks.
"Um hum. You wanna see her?" You ask.
"Please?" She asks.
You take Amina out, uncovering her face for everybody to see. The whole room awes.
"She's so cute!" Jazzy squeals.
"She looks like Bieber!" Jaxon says making everybody laugh.
"What's her name?" Chrissy asks. You look up at her.
"We named her Amina." You say.
"Oh (y/n)..." Chrissy says with emotion thick in her voice.
"Don't cry Chrissy." You say chuckling.
"Why?" Pattie asks.
"That's my moms name." You say looking down at your baby girl as she squirms in your arms.
Justin sits beside you, his arm wraps around your shoulder, kissing your forehead. In that moment holding your baby girl, in the arms of your love, you found yourself complete.
You weren't thinking that night. It was just a tweet. It was just a late night post.
And it changed your life forever.
