Rosalie POV:
Emmett carried our little Kaytlin home. My stomach ached so bad, although I as happy that our little girl was finally with us. In the passenger seat, I held our little darling and watched the starry night sky stream past the window. It was quarter-past ten when we got home, and we were exhausted. Emmett had been so worried about me, and I had been absolutely screaming my head off. We walked together into Kaytlin's room. We slipped on some pyjamas for her and she was fast asleep in her crib. Emmett and I stood, staring at our precious little creation. My head fell onto his shoulder and I rested my eyes, smiling.
We made our way to the bedroom, and I swear, as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was fast asleep.
A/N: So...what do you think? Should I continue? Or is it horrible?