Thank you so much for all the kind words! I'm glad you all like these little drabbles. As a heads up, there will be no new updates for a week. I am leaving for Comic Con tonight and am not bringing my laptop with me.

"I think this may be my favorite Valentine's Day." he thought out loud.

"Really? Cause at this moment it's ranking pretty low on mine." she shot back.

"Right now I'm on a date with my two favorite girls in the world what could be better?"

"Dad I haven't even turned nine yet and I know waiting in a hospital room is not a date." their daughter spoke up from her position on the couch.

Like the good student that she was, she was doing the homework that was due tomorrow. She took after her mother that way. He told her she could do it later that night when things quieted down, but she explained that she would still be too excited to do it then.

"I don't think Mom is enjoying our date too well." his daughter went onto add.

He quickly turned his attention back onto his wife as another contraction hit her. It wasn't as bad as before now that she had the epidural, but labor still wasn't a walk in the park.

"Are you sad you're missing your Valentine's Day party for this?" she asked once the contraction was over.

"Of course not! I'll have a another party next year. I might not get another chance to see my little brother or sister being born."

"And you're still okay with all of this right? The gruesome part hasn't even happened yet" he explained to her.

He had carefully watched his oldest since she entered the room. Actually seeing her mother in labor and the actual delivery was very different from them explaining it to her. He didn't want her to be scarred from this or too worried about her mother.

He could see the worry etched on her face during each contraction and constantly asking her mom if she was okay. It would be cute if he wasn't so nervous about how his little girl was handling all of this.

"Yes Dad I want to be here. I'm not scared."

He walked away from his wife to kiss his daughter on the head. His children never ceased to amaze him.

"This baby is the gift that keeps on giving." he explained sitting down on the couch so he could properly hold his daughter.

His wife gave a little snort at his comment.

"What does that mean?" his other girl asked.

"Well it was conceived on Mother's Day, your Mom told me she was pregnant on Father's Day, and now the baby is being born on Valentine's Day."

Her nose wrinkled at the mention of the word conception, "Ew I did not need to know that."

"I think it's time. I need to push." his wife spoke up as another contraction hit her.

The two ran to her side as he paged for a nurse to come in.

"Is it really going to happen?" she asked sounding excited and nervous.

"It is. So last chance to bow out."

"No way, the best part is about to happen."

A nurse came in to check her progress and sure enough she was fully dilated and ready to have the baby.

He got his daughter propped up next to her mother's head and beside him. She leaned down and kissed her mom on the head a tentative smile on her face.

"Are you ready for this Charlotte?" she asked.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

"It's my third time having a baby, it's old news."

A real smile appeared on the nine year old's face, the first one she had since she entered the hospital room.

The nurse helped her get her legs into position and the doctor told her to push on the next contraction. He had one arm around her shoulder for support as his daughter held onto his arms. He kept looking between his two girl's face and where the new life was about to be brought in. He was surprised to find that his daughter was doing the same thing.

"Are you sure you want to look?"

"Yeah." she replied once again surprising him.

Their new baby's head finally appeared, then it's shoulders, and finally a whole baby.

"It's a girl." the doctor said as she put the baby onto her mother's chest.

His eyes and head were turning everywhere trying to capture his family's reaction to the newest member and just looking at her as well.

His first daughter had a look of awe on her face, one that mirrored his own. His wife too had the same look mixed with tears in her eyes.

"We have another daughter." he cried. "And you have a sister."

"I have a sister!" his daughter repeated her eyes never leaving the new baby.

As soon as his eye's met his wife's he leaned down and kissed her, "You did it."

"We have three kids." she sighed looking at her first daughter leaning against her father and then at the daughter in her arms.

His eyes followed hers and added a bonus kiss to his first daughter's head. He was waiting for the baby to be fully clean before he kissed her.

"She's so cute and little." the oldest cooed.

"That she is. She's perfect."

"She still doesn't have a name though does she?"

"Let's fawn over her some more and give your mother a little more time to rest before we have that conversation."