JOSHUA MICHAEL
(i love)
You and Josh found out you were pregnant on your birthday, which sort of put a damper on the celebration. He was going to take you dancing and drinking which obviously couldn't be done while pregnant. So instead, he babied you and made sure you were comfortable, bringing you tea and ramen, the only thing he knows how to make. Your pregnancy was easy; you didn't have any morning sickness or smell aversions, fortunately.
Josh would treat you like a goddess, waiting on you hand and foot. He would also meditate with you in the mornings or do yoga with you in your backyard as the sun set.
He would also always want to touch your belly or kiss it. He also loved talking to the baby no matter where he was. His head was constantly going to your stomach to talk to his baby, which sort of embarrased you when you were in public. He believed in playing vinyl for the baby to listen to as well. He would come into your room randomly and put on a record and leave after saying, "For the baby." when you would give him a confused look.
When you went into labor, you were at home sleeping. It was about 2:45 in the morning when your water broke, waking you. You nudged Josh and told him to call your midwife (we stan a homebirth)
Josh got so excited, but also really nervous. He kept walking around the room talking about how excited he was and how you were doing wonderful and how beautiful you were. He was talking so much, in fact, that you told him to leave.
He didn't.
The birth was easy, and labor only lasted an hour before you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl.
Josh cried when he first saw her and covered your face with tiny kisses. You named her Sapphron, a name you both liked for no reason other than the way it sounded.
She had Josh's curly hair and your eyes. She looked mostly like her father, and began to act like him too. She was always full of energy from playing with Josh. He would play with her all day if he could, holding her and kissing her cheeks.JACOB THOMAS
(*laughs maniacally*)You and Jake had been trying for a kid for three years, in which you had no luck and the only pregnancy you did have ended in miscarriage. You never thought you would have a hard time conceiving a baby, yet here you were: crying on the floor of a doctor's office bathroom.
Your worst fears had been confirmed.
You and Jake couldn't have children. It felt like the world was crumbling around you, suffocating you. Jake knocked softly on the bathroom door before coming in. He sat down next to you, wrapping his arms around your body, holding you close as he could. He assured you that it would be okay, and that he loved you and how you were admirably strong.
You both knew you still wanted children, so you began to consider IVF, a surrogate, or adoption. You and Jake settled on adoption and decided to adopt a little boy from New Zealand named Milo. You adopted Milo when he was fifteen months old. Jake loved that boy more than life itself.
One time, you silently watched Jake play the guitar in front of your infant son, explaining to him different chords and the parts of the guitar. Milo was Jake's pride and joy, always showing him off to people or sitting him on his lap during interviews.
He always wants to do stuff with the two of you, which was suprising because you never pinned Jake as a family man. Milo would sleep inbetween you, but would always end up nuzzled into Jake. Sometimes, you would just watch them sleep, Jake cuddling his baby, almost as if he were protecting him from something. Yet, he would always have a free hand out, resting on you somewhere, usually your waist or hip.SAMUEL FRANCIS
(yes queen)You got pregnant with Sam's kid only after eleven months of being together. You hid it from him for a while, debating whether or not to keep it. You eventually told him about 2 months in that you were carrying his baby.
He was understandably shocked, but to your suprise, wanted to keep it. You weren't sure about it, since you hadn't been dating him that long, but you decided to keep it and if you changed your mind, you could always give the baby up for adoption.
Sam moved in with you when he found out, to make everything easier for you. You considered marriage for a while, but thought that was too hasty, being so young.
Sam was suprisingly responsible when you were pregnant. He took on all of the housework and grocery shopping, while you got to relax and take it easy.
Your birth went smoothly and had a beautiful baby girl, which you both named Dawn. She had Sam's eyes, but looked like you.
Sam was a very attentive father who spoiled his beautiful daughter with gifts and praises and compliments. He was honestly the best with kids, so it came as no suprise when Dawn took to Sammy as fast as she did.
Sam taught that child all of his stupid jokes and sense of humor. Her and Sammy would make you laugh until you cried.
You and Sam eventually settled down and got married, having two more kids, a boy and another girl, Freddie and Lennon.ROBERT DANIEL
(my maniel daniel)You and Danny both wanted at least two kids, but would be more than happy with more.
You weren't planning on getting pregnant, but were happy when you found out. Danny was actually much more excited than you. He did the bulk of the nursery prep, as well as studied up on birthing. He would read so many motherhood books, it was almost comedic.
He would read to you to distract you from your pain, mostly poetry. He also would bring you whatever you wanted.
When the time came for you to go into labor, he couldn't get you to a hospital, so he delivered your baby on the floor of your bedroom.
You named your baby boy Simon, and he was the spitting image of Danny, except Simon was loud and talkative, a trait you think he learned from his Uncle Josh. Danny was the first of the boys to have a kid, so all of them doted over Simon. It was like the kid had four fathers. Danny always made sure you got enough attention as well, leaving Sam and the twins to babysit regularly. The wisest decision ever? Maybe not. But the kid got out alright and turned out pretty okay.these started to get shorter as they went because ya girl was tired af when she wrote this at like 2 am 😭😂
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