a/n: okay you guys win, there will be more chapters on Tina/Mike and Mercedes/Kurt. I guess it is mostly problems with this site since I got a review and a private message about my last chapter while it still said no one had read it, lol. Thanks for the reviews/alerts/favorites! Here's the Brittany chapter, enjoy!

"San, your boobs are incredible!" Brittany commented as she sat on the couch across from Santana who was breastfeeding two week old baby Christopher, or "Topher" as they liked to call him.

"I hope mine look that good after my little one gets here" she added rubbing her bump.

"Thanks" the Latina giggled, "they're fake, but yours will definitely get bigger too." The truth was, Santana was a little self-conscious about her chest now. She didn't regret her decision to breastfeed, she was very glad she was doing it. She knew it was the best thing for Topher and herself, and loved the bonding aspect of it, but the size of her chest was absolutely ridiculous she thought. After her boob job she was a 32C, perfect for her small frame, and giving her some pretty sexy curves. Now she was spilling out of a 34DD, which was a pretty difficult size to find, especially in bras that actually looked attractive. If she had thought about what would happen after having babies, she probably would have waited on the boob job, but she was 18 at the time, and babies and breastfeeding weren't even on her radar. Oh well, Finn seemed to love them, and Topher definitely loved them.

"Does it hurt?" Mercedes asked, joining them on the couch. Santana had invited her four new yoga friends over to show her son off, and give them each a "Bugaboo" stroller. She and Topher loved theirs, they had been taking daily walks with it for the past week and she really wanted each of them to have one too.

"I'm still unsure about the whole breastfeeding thing," she confessed "plus Kurt said he'd handle the night feedings, since I'll mostly be working nights when I go back. I know it's best, but I don't want my boobs out all the time! Maybe I'll pump."

"You shouldn't be insecure about your body Mercedes" Rachel chimed in.

"Oh, I'm not insecure" she replied "I'm afraid of showing too much skin and causing a sex riot!" she giggled, high-fiving Brittany.

"It's not nearly as bad as labor!" Santana laughed, "No, it's not that bad. It was a little sore at first, especially when my milk first came in, but it's gotten a lot better. It's pretty easy now, and Topher loves it. And it makes me so proud to see the weight that he's putting on and know that I'm providing that for him. You know?" She said, now crying. "Damn hormones!"

Being born four weeks early, Topher was still tiny but he was definitely filling out. Everyone that saw him commented on how beautiful he was, and she knew people said that about all babies, and even though she was biased, she knew they meant it. His head was still perfectly shaped, he had her beautifully expressive big brown eyes, and her full pouty mouth, and the cutest little button nose. She and Finn both had cute little noses, so it was a given that their child would too. So far he didn't have the baby acne that she had read about but even if he did, he would still be beautiful.

"Okay, so what was labor like, really?" Brittany finally asked.

"Most of it wasn't bad." Santana assured. "I was apparently in labor for a full 24 hours before I knew it was happening. It just felt like really bad period cramps. I'll be honest though, once my water broke it sucked! Epidurals are amazing though, definitely get yours as soon as you can!"

"Oh, I will!" Brittany said, nodding emphatically.

"You know it, girl!" Mercedes agreed. "I'm hoping I can just go to sleep and wake up with a clean, pink baby in my arms."

"I'm planning on a natural birth at home" Tina said confidently.

"Are you nuts?" Mercedes asked as she and Brittany looked at her like she'd just said she was going to walk across the surface of the sun barefoot.

"I just think it's the best thing for me and the baby. Women have been doing it for thousands of years, it'll be a more peaceful entrance into the world for my little one, and we're both healthy, so why not?"

"I wanted a home birth but Noah is against it" Rachel lamented. "So I'm going to have the baby in the natural birth center attached to the hospital. Hopefully with as little intervention as possible".

"You'll both do fine." Santana said. "It hurt but anyone could get through it without pain medicine if they had to. I just didn't want to!" she said laughing as she switched Topher over to her other breast.

"My mom had six kids" Brittany said "but I don't think she had any of them naturally. I don't know, she never talked about it".

"I couldn't imagine that many! I'm pretty sure this baby will be an only child." Mercedes admitted. "Is your family really close?"

"Not really. After my mom died, we all kind of drifted apart. My dad has a new wife now and she seems more important to him than any of us. I was the oldest and my mom was so frazzled all the time that I took over a lot with the younger ones. So they just think I'm bossy. I am pretty close with Kourtney. She's a year younger but she's married now and living in California." She explained, trying not to get too sad about it.

"Anyway, my husband is a big Browns fan" she said, trying to lighten the mood.

"How long have you been married?" Rachel asked.

"Two years" Brittany nodded.

"Do you guys want a big family too?"

"God no!" Brittany replied, trying not to laugh. "We'll have two, that'll be it. We weren't even planning on having our first for a couple of years but I went on antibiotics for a sinus infection and forgot to use back-up birth control, and this happened" she said, gesturing to her belly as she caught a glimpse of herself in the large mirror that hung over the fireplace. She wished she was prettier. She was okay looking, she thought. Kourtney had gotten the looks in the family, and everyone always commented on that.

"Kourtney is so beautiful" they would tell her "but you're cute too, and you've got that awesome figure". She better have an awesome figure, she thought. She'd been dancing since she was three!

"Do any of you have siblings?" Brittany asked.

Rachel and Santana were only children. Rachel had two gay dads who thought she was perfect and didn't want to take the chance of being disappointed by another one. They also thought she was a major hand-full. Santana's mother never had any other children because she was afraid of what it might do to her figure, figuring she was lucky Santana had left her relatively unharmed. Tina and Mercedes each had an older brother.

Topher had finished nursing and Santana put him over her shoulder to burp him. After a few attempts, he produced a nice burp and a small amount of spit-up and then was fast asleep in his mother's arms.

"We should get going" Tina said. "I need to figure out what's for dinner". The other ladies got up and Brittany thanked Santana for the stroller, saying that it was too much, but really she was thrilled. She was an avid reader of InStyle and UsWeekly and was always wanting whatever the latest thing the celebrities were using, but could never afford them. Of course, the Bugaboo stroller was used by almost all of them.

"Actually I was hoping you could stay" Santana said to Brittany. "I need to trim his fingernails and I'm scared I'll hurt him. I figured you would have experience in that department."

"Sure I'll stay!" Brittany said trying not to show her excitement too much, but failing miserably. She was thrilled, she hadn't made a lot of friends since moving to Ohio, and she'd seemed to find some great ones. The other ladies left and Santana guided Brittany up the grand staircase and into the most beautiful nursery she'd ever seen. Topher never slept in there, of course, Santana preferred to keep next to or even in her bed, but it looked nice.

Santana laid the baby on the changing table and handed the clippers to Brittany. "The trick is to do it while they're sleeping" the blonde explained. And he was. She took his tiny hands and clipped the nails, Topher only giving a small whimper but never actually waking up.

"See, no biggie" she said confidently. "These baby clippers make it almost impossible for the baby to get hurt." she said handing them back to Santana as she picked the baby up, inhaling his sweet scent. She couldn't wait for her own baby to get here. Brittany hung out for a little while longer, getting a tour of the amazing house before deciding that she better head home too.

"Thank you so much" Santana said, hugging her new friend, and finally getting her son back in her arms.

Brittany returned to her apartment where her dog Ducky greeted her as soon as she came through the front door. Ducky, of course was a yellow lab. She looked around her stylish apartment and entered the nursery, all decked out in a rubber ducky theme, and paid for entirely by credit cards. They'd bought it knowing that Artie was next in line for a promotion. He was the smartest person in his office, everything was going to be alright.

She'd met Artie their junior year of high school, and although she'd never admit it, they got together to make her best friend at the time jealous. She had blown Brittany off for her fuck-buddy too many times, and the one time she'd wanted to do a project with Britt, Brittany decided to choose Artie. He had been in a wheelchair since he was 8 and at first it freaked her out. He had always thought she was cute but figured he never had a chance with her. She was a cheerleader and he was a nerd who was incredibly dorky around girls. After awkwardly mentioning that he still had the use of his penis even though his legs didn't work, she wanted him to prove it to her. And he did. They had sex the first time he came over to work on their project. And they'd been together ever since. He was good to her, and he was the first guy she ever dated that made her feel special or smart. He told her she was "magic" and soon she had fallen for him. They'd gone to the same college in their home state of Illinois, and after graduating, he got a job here in Lima so she came with him. They'd gotten married two years ago and they'd kind of lost touch with all their friends back home. She was so glad to have new ones, ones that she'd have at least something in common with since they were all having babies at the same time.

She heard Artie coming home and got up to greet him, looking around the perfect little nursery for their perfect baby. "Everything is going to be perfect" she nodded before turning off the light.