******************************************************************************Hey Everybody! I worked super hard to get this chapter up for you all today. I hope you enjoy reading it! Thank you all so much on my last chapter! I truly do love and cherish each and every one of you! I love you all so much! Here's today's chapter!

I can't believe that Baylyn is about to be eight weeks old. I pick her up and out of her crib, "Hello Sweetie!" I kiss her cheeks as I do every morning. She peaks her head around my shoulder, "Daddy is coming, if he ever gets out of the bathroom." Today is going to be special. We're taking Baylyn out into the meadow for the very first time. I haven't been in the woods since before Baylyn took over my life. Don't get me wrong, I love every single moment I spend with Baylyn, but I was hoping I would already be able to share my woods with her. I set her down on the changing table and walk over to her dresser. I pull out a yellowish orange sun dress for Baylyn and the tiniest hat that I've ever seen. I pull off Baylyn's first diaper of the day, and try to hold my breath. "Baylyn…how can, you, a baby so sweet and perfect….leave such a rank smell behind, in a diaper?"

"Well she has to show some imperfection in some way." Peeta kisses me from behind and takes the foul smelling diaper from me. Baylyn opens her eyes and stares back at me; I smile at her shining light blue eyes and hand her off to Peeta. "Daddy's turn to watch you…why don't you leave him another doozzey?" I give Peeta an angelic smile and skip out of the room. I only slide my clothes off and pull on day clothes. My pregnancy weight came off easily and I'm excited to slip on my old hunting jacket. I pull on some jeans and braid my hair and practically run back into the nursery. Peeta smiles at my normal hunting attire and kisses my cheek. I hold my arms out for Baylyn and she happily wiggles towards me, I nuzzle her soft baby face.

Baylyn opens her eyes wide and touches both hands to my face. I kiss her tiny hand and walk towards the kitchen door. Peeta follows close behind with a basket full of yummy smelling food. He holds the door open for me and Baylyn. We sit under our favorite tree, Peeta lays out a huge blanket and I sit down and let Baylyn have a look around. Peeta and I stare down at her. I am tensed up for fear she won't like the outdoors. She takes a look up at her parents with her eyes, that match the sky perfectly! The day is not too hot, it's just bright enough, and the grass smells wonderful. Baylyn's eyes widen much more than I thought possible for an eight week old. I hold my mouth open in a wide happy smile when I see something I've wanted since the moment I laid eyes on her.

Baylyn lets out her first toothless smile. It's even more magical and beautiful than I thought a smile could be. To me it's clear that she may have inherited my lip shape…but she gained Peeta's smile structure. It's like looking at the world's best smile. I bend forward and tickle her small feet and she kicks a lot and lets out something that sounds like a giggle. I fall back and smile brightly. I can hear Peeta opening the picnic basket, and I sit up, I had completely forgotten about my hunger. Peeta unwraps some bread, and other pastries. The bread scent blows in the wind and I catch a whiff of it and feel the saliva forming in my mouth, and I know Baylyn has to have smelled it by now.

Baylyn's head is slightly lifted and she is kicking harder and harder than I have ever seen her before….or at least since she was in my abdomen. Her face is bright red and she's flopping her hands everywhere. Peeta scoots the bread towards her face and she smiles and wraps her itty bitty hands around it. She puts her toothless mouth around the loaf and tries to bite it…I know she's not supposed to have bread at such a young age. But seeing that she doesn't have a single tooth I know she won't be able to take a bite out of it. Peeta scoops her up and into his lap and kisses her head repeatedly. She hasn't stopped smiling since she had the craving for bread and she continues to smile at the sight of Peeta. I have a feeling that Baylyn is especially fond of Peeta…he is the one that takes her to the bakery. I kiss Peeta jaw and finish eating my food. Peeta eats a couple bites of a pastry.

Then Baylyn is no longer content sitting on his lap she begins crying and her face turns pink. She puts her head down to Peeta's chest. "Sweetie…I'm not the one that can do that…only your mommy can fulfill that job…" I laugh and give Peeta a confident look and grab Baylyn and set her head down my chest. She latches on and begins eating her breakfast. Once she's finish I pull her up and burp her. She complies with an extra loud burp, just to humor me. I cradle her in my arms and she falls asleep quickly. I continue to stare down at her smiling, and kiss her sweet forehead. I stay in this position for another hour or so. I look up and try to pay attention to my husband. "Peeta I'm sor- Are you drawing me?"

"Correction. I'm drawing my wife and daughter." I shake my head in disgust and pull the drawing pad down so I can see its picture. I actually find that I like this picture. It's a detailed portrait of Baylyn asleep in my arms, and I'm genuinely smiling down at her. I kiss her hand and lay her down on the blanket. I crawl over to Peeta and sit half on half off of him and we wrap our arms around each other. "I love it…almost as much as I love you." Peeta kisses the top of my head and rubs my hand. "My life feels perfect. I have the best, and the most beautiful women in my life. I can't imagine my life without you and Baylyn." "I can't imagine my life without either of you." I kiss Peeta and he pulls away.

"Would you ever think about maybe….I don't know…another baby….someday?" His body tenses and I kiss his chin. "I'm happy for now." "Oh." His face falls and I see the sadness flood his face. "That wasn't a no, Peeta." I smile shyly up at him and he kisses my face. "But not today." He laughs silently and we watch our daughter. Perfect, beautiful, peaceful… And most importantly…safe.

*****************************Age of Baylyn 8 Months Old**************************

Everything has stayed the same. All the things I used to fear about having a child have vanished. Peeta has been asking me every night if I'm ready for another baby. I feel like it's never the right time to. I'm happy with Baylyn for now, and I don't want to miss seeing her grow up for a single second. I go into her nursery and pick her up and set her onto the rug so I can pull out a onesy for her. I turn around holding one of Peeta's favorites. It's pink with a little tutu type thing attached to the bottom. I'm not particularly fond of it…but it makes Peeta happy. Besides anything looks cute on Baylyn… "Oh you nasty stinker miss Baylyn! Where did you go?"

I can see her snow white diaper crawling out of the nursery. Figures my baby would already be crawling around easily. I knew she was a fighter. I crouch down and make funny noises. "I's gonna get you Baylyn." I go after her and I can't see her but I can hear her cute little giggles and squeals all through the house. "Baylyn I's gonna-" I am starring at some solid black shoes and I follow them up to see Haymitch. I stand up, "Hey Haymitch!" I walk into his arms and smile into his shoulder. He kisses my cheek and turns his attention to Baylyn. He throws her up and around, my heart skips a beat as he catches her securely in his arms. Baylyn laughs uncontrollably and pats Haymitch's face. She seems to be fascinated by his scruff. I laugh under my breath and watch has he covers her in kisses. I take a good look at Baylyn, her dark seam hair has come in…it's not straight like mine…but wavy like Peeta's. Her blue eyes are very noticeable, which makes me smile. I look at how long her body has gotten since the birth. I notice something reflecting off Haymitch's hand. A ring? On his ring finger? Who did he-ohhhh Effie.

"Haymitch!" "Katniss!" He replies in a sarcastic mocking voice. "Did you and Effie…you know…have a toasting?" "Well sweetheart…I better run along." I have a firm grip on his elbow and pull with all my might, and he reluctantly stays. "Yeah...We did." "When?" "Just about a week ago." "Why didn't you tell me?" He smiles sheepishly and looks down at his feet. "Well why don't you and your wife come by tonight for dinner. I know Baylyn would like to see her Grandparents….Annie and Dillan are coming too. Please come. It'll be fun!" He hands me Baylyn and nods silently with a pink face. I hug him and smile. "Tell Effie I said congratulations." He nods and closes the door quietly behind him.

I flop onto the couch and set Baylyn onto the floor, with a few toys. Haymitch, married. I like it. A lot. I grin, after only about a half an hour I hear the door swing open again. "The Odairs are here!" I can hear Dillan's echoing steps enter the house and patter against the hard wood floors. He heads straight for Baylyn. "Hey Romeo!" he snaps his head around towards me and his green eyes are filled with confusion, it actually alarms me at how similar his looks are to Finnick's. It always catches me by surprise even though I see almost every day. "Come give your aunt Katniss, some sugar!" He toddles over to me quickly and gives me a cute toddler kiss on the lips. He stares at me with moon like green eyes, I run my fingers through his curly red hair. "Okay, go talk to your girlfriend!" He giggles and toddles back over to Baylyn and lies down so he is on eye level with her.

"Hey Annie." I hug her and invite her to sit down on the couch. "Hey Katniss. I see that we're encouraging the young couple to start their romance young." She can't help but laugh as she see Dillan smooshing Baylyn's chubby baby face so her lips stick out like a fish's. Annie grasps my hand in a fit of laughter and almost falls off the couch. Her face is as red as her hair.

One of the best things about Annie is her smile, how it takes the age and worry off your shoulders. When she's around you can't help but feel better, and happy.

Dillan picks Baylyn up and sets her in-between his legs and rests his head on top of hers. "Mommy. Can we have Bay-yen?" His toddler voice is adorable while saying her name, which makes me smile. "Well…Dillan. Will you help me change her diapers?" He seems okay with that idea, Annie shoots me a look that signals to get ready for what she's about to say, and to try and hold my laughter. "Dillan, buddy. That means that there won't be as many cookies after dinner for you." His face looks torn he holds his hands over Baylyn's ears and looks back at us. "Never mind mommy…I like Bay-yen…but I love cookies…" Me and Annie break our faces of stone and fall back into the couch laughing. I wipe the tears of laughter from my eyes and try to calm Annie down.

The hours until dinner go by quickly with Annie, Dillan, and Baylyn by my side.

"How are my girls doing?" Peeta pops his head through the door. Annie turns around and stares Peeta squarely in the face. "I'm doing well thanks!" They both laughing and Peeta pulls her into a hug. "How are my Mellark girls doing?" I laugh lightly and tilt my head back and Peeta kisses me. "We're good…. You better watch out Dillan. Baylyn's daddy is here. Better stop with the flirting!" Peeta crouches down and tumbles onto the floor play wrestling with Dillan. After watching that for a while Baylyn crawls over and plops down onto Peeta's stomach. She gurgles something ridiculous and laughs as she watches her dad play with Dillan.

Peeta gets up off the floor just as Effie busts through the door. "Where are my grandbabies?" She runs over in her heels and kisses Baylyn and Dillan on their heads. "Grand-Effie is here!" She hugs everyone else in the room and kisses our cheeks. Peeta pulls out his bag from the bakery, and places it all onto the counter.

We all pile into the dining room. I look around at the table and see my family. Effie, Haymitch, Annie, Dillan, Peeta, and little Baylyn, it is possible to have a perfect life…it's a little scarred and broken but it's still perfect…

******************************************************************************Hi Guys! What did you think about today's chapter? Hate it? Love it? Let me know in the reviews below! Happy for yet another happy, fluffy chapter? I enjoyed writing this chapter so much! Are you glad to know Haymitch and Effie are married? Excited to see Baylyn's love for the outdoors…..and even more bread love? Like Baylyn Mellark at all? Anything you want to see come from her? Did you all like seeing more of the flirting Dillan? Happy to see Annie, home in district twelve? I am actually thinking that today was my very last chapter….I will be writing an epilogue though…Would you guys like to see another few fluffy chapters? If so let me know and submit some ideas! I love you all so incredibly much and hope to hear from you all! Talk to you all at my next chapter or last and final chapter (epilogue).

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