AN: I don't really know how epilogues work, I googled it though. Anyhow, this is what you're getting.
It's gonna be a few chapters long, I finished the first one. Enjoy.
Part #1.
10 months later.
"Remember how I told you that being around me while I'm in labor is a terrible idea?" Beca asked
Jesse just nodded.
"Then you should get the fuck out of here, because I wanna fucking kill you!"
"Becs, I know you're in pain—" he tried to tuck her loose curls behind her ear.
"Shut the fuck up and fucking get me Chloe!" She gripped his hand. "Now." She cried in pain.
"Well, let go—"
She only let go of his hand when the contraction passed.
Jesse ran out and came back seconds later holding Chloe's arm. Chloe paced to Beca's side.
Jesse watched them as Chloe stroke Beca's hair and yelled encouraging words at her.
He was about to push the door open and get out he heard Beca yell his name. He ran back to her.
"Where the fuck are you going?" she started crying.
"You said I should leave."
"And you fucking listened to me?" she yelled at him.
"I'm sorry." He apologized.
"Beca stop yelling at him." Chloe cupped her face and tiled her face to get her to face her. "You're in pain we get it, but think of how all this will be over once you stop cursing at everyone particularly your husband and start pushing your baby out of your lady bits." Chloe spoke down to her. "You want this to be over, right?"
Beca nodded rapidly.
"Good." Chloe let go of her face. "Then push my fucking niece out of your vagina I wanna meet her already!" Chloe shouted in a very encouraging way.
Beca started to breathe like they taught her in the birthing class and stopped complaining.
"Nice." Jesse high fived Chloe.
"I used to help Aubrey at the retreat back when I lived in Atlanta." She smiled proudly at him.
"What?" he said in puzzlement.
"10 centimeters" the nurse said.
Jesse reached for Beca's hand and squeezed it.
"It's coming," she sniffed feeling the next contraction.
"C'mon you can do it Becs." Jesse reach over and wiped her tears.
He felt her nails dig into his skin before she gave it all she had when the nurse told her to push. Chloe took her other hand and continued to shout encouraging words.
The next few minutes passed in a blink of an eye, Jesse was cutting his baby girl's umbilical cord, and before he knew it she was her mother's arms and he was to her side placing kisses all over Beca's face as she wept harder than her baby. Chloe let herself out, she knew that she should let them share this special moment on their own.
"Becs, you did it." He wiped her cheeks.
"Yeah." She sniffed, "I did—"
Jesse placed kiss on her temple.
"Dude, I'm all sweaty." She nudged him. His respond was to place another kiss. Jesse smiled reaching to stroke his little one's cheek.
It has been hours after Beca gave birth to her and Jesse's girl. Jesse didn't leave her side and fell asleep on the tiny space she made for him on the bed after all their family and friends who came to see them left.
Jesse woke up to Beca's voice rapping smoke weed everyday softly, she sounded very tired. He didn't make a move and slowly opened his eyes and saw how she gently held her daughter up and pulled her close to her while she patted her back to get her to burp. Beca glanced at Jesse when he sat up.
"Hey weirdo." She whispered leaning in and kissed him. "You know, breast feeding feels so fucking weird." She continued to whisper as she placed the baby back in her arms when she heard her burp.
"I bet it does—Hi baby." He spoke in a low voice while he waved at his girl who was half asleep.
Hearing Beca sighed he turned to her. "What's wrong?" he asked noticing the frown that formed on her face.
"I'm just thinking about how I'm gonna say goodbye to sleep for the next few months."
"We talk about this Becs, we'll take shift, you'll sleep." He got off the bed and stretched.
"Dude you're the heaviest sleeper I know, it's exhausting to wake you up when you're short on sleep." She said with slight irritation in her voice "It's fine, I know what I signed up for." She stroke her daughter's cheek then looked down at her "You and I are going to cry a lot." She smiled when her girl grabbed her finger and held it. Feeling Jesse's gaze she looked up.
"I know you wanna hold her," she smiled at him.
"I really do, but she looks peaceful in your arms."
"She's about to dose off. You can hold her though, I highly doubt she'd start crying when she's fed and changed." She handed him the baby and he took her gently in his arms then sat down on the bed.
"I'm not saying this because you're my daughter but you're the cutest newborn I've ever seen."
Hearing Beca softly chuckle, he turned to her. "She is." He insisted
"Jess, all newborns look the same." she shrugged then leaned against the pillows and closed her eyes.
"Nope," he disagreed, "not my Natalie." he shook his head.
"Your Natalie?" she opened one eye.
"Our Natalie." he corrected himself then watched Beca close her eyes. "Hey Becs do you think it'll irritate her if I kissed her cheek?" Jesse asked.
Beca sighed "You know she's not made out of glass Jesse."
"Is that a no?" he asked and heard her groan. Jesse leaned down and pecked his girl's cheek.
"You're usually good with babies, what has gotten into you?" Beca asked.
"A- It's my daughter. B- She was born less than 12 hours ago. C-I don't want to disturb her." he leaned down and placed another kiss on her cheek "You were rapping smoke weed every day to Natalie." It was more a statement than a question.
"Yep." Beca nodded "I don't really know any lullabies—Well, I do I just don't know the lyrics—I started humming the song and she seemed to like it so I rapped it for her."
"Awesome choice of song." He said.
"I know, I know, I could have picked something else as the first song she'd hear."
"I wasn't being sarcastic." He shrugged. "Snoop rules." he turned to her.
"He's super chill."
Jesse nodded then started to hum the intro to Gz and Hustlas before he began to sing the hook. "Becs?" he called her name.
"Jesse, I'm really tired."
"Please,"
"Fine." She said in a bored tone.
He started rapping in a low voice the first verse and she harmonized with him then started to do the melody for the song.
"Holy shit, she smiled!" he said in excitement only to startle his daughter. "Uh-oh!" Jesse tsked watching her pout before she started crying.
"She was about to sleep." Beca said behind gritted teeth.
"I got this." He said then got on his feet while rocking her in his arm. "C'mon baby girl, sleep before mommy loses her shit and murders me." He whispered.
"I'm really considering it,"
3 weeks later.
"Jesse!" Beca shook Jesse. "Please, get up." She punched him in the shoulder, it was a very weak punch, she was tired, has been ever since their daughter was born.
"What?" he said sleepily.
"Are you deaf or are you deaf?" she got off the bed. She had Natalie in her arms. They were both crying, one from sleep deprivation and exhaustion, and the other—well, she was crying for the sake of crying.
"I'm this close to a nervous breakdown, Jesse." She gestured with index and thumb to how little it was. Jesse was soon on his feet, he was mostly asleep. He took the baby from her and started to rock her in his arms. "I fed her, I changed her dippers—I swear to God it feels like she's doing it to test my limits." She held her head.
"Beca," He reached for her chin and held it to get her to look at him "Go to sleep," he had a lazy smile on his face, the loud crying did seem to affect him. Jesse wiped her cheeks then lean in and kissed her. "Wake me up in two hours to feed her."
"No, you pumped earlier, there's enough milk to keep her fed for the next few hours, you're sleeping and I'm gonna take Natalie and go downstairs so that you can sleep in peace." He leaned in and kissed her again.
"But, what if she wants me?" she wiped her cheek with the back of her hand.
"Don't worry about it." He looked down at his girl.
"Thanks." Beca cupped his face and kissed him.
Jesse made his way out of the room and down to living room. He glanced at his hand watch and saw that it was 04:10 am. He sighed then made his way to the kitchen where he put on the coffee machine on.
"Mommy just wants some sleep, and we're gonna stay quiet for her." He looked at his daughter. He held her up against his chest and made plane noises while moving around, his technique to get her to stop crying was: do everything and anything that you could think of, 'cause at some point something will do the trick.
The plane didn't work, so he held her in his arms and started to sing tubthumping while dancing and gently moving her along. When he saw that it was working, he grinned and held her against his chest and continued to sing while dancing with her. When she went quiet he pulled her away from him and looked at her, she was about to fall asleep. He held her in his arm, and made as little noise as he could. He put popcorn in the microwave and went to the shelve in the living room where he kept his movie collection and pulled Jurassic park's dvd case.
Jesse watched the movie in the lowest volume he figured wouldn't bother his kid while sipping coffee and eating popcorn without using his left hand as it was holding his daughter. Sure it was tricky, but he found a way, whenever he wanted popcorn, he'd put the mug between his legs.
Hearing footsteps, he looked the staircase's way.
"Becs?" he whispered in surprise.
"It weird how I just woke up, and I'm very tired." She said in a low voice as she made her way to the couch. He looked down at his watch, "I can tell you why." He smiled at her when she sat down next to him. "It's been two hours."
She regularly fed Natalie every two hours.
"C'mere" he held his arm up inviting her to rest her head on his chest. "Nat should be up soon," he placed a kiss on Beca's head.
Few minutes later, Natalie woke up. Jesse looked at her, seeing her pout he chuckled. "Becs?"
"I'm up." She said sleepily then sat up and took their daughter from him.
"How long as it been since you last ate?" Jesse asked.
"I don't know," Beca shrugged "I could use a snack though."
"I'll go get you something to eat." He unwrapped his arm from around Beca then made his way to the kitchen.
"I made these last night but you were busy, so here there are, eat." He placed the plate down.
"I thought I smelled muffins" she took the muffin he handed her.
"I made them for you." He sat down next to her. "Is she done?" he asked.
"Nope. Her appetite is very large." She said in amazement.
"Wonder from who she get it?" He said sarcastically.
"Ha ha." She said through a mouthful of muffin, she was talking with him but her eyes were fixed on Natalie.
"Motherhood suits you Becs." Jesse said watching Beca stroke their girl's chin.
"Motherhood is driving me insane." She said after swallowing then smiled when Natalie cooed "But I love this very loud crier."
"She's just expressing her love through tears," he said confidently.
"I'm sure she is." Beca held up when she was done.
"I'll hold her until she burps, you eat"
Beca handed him the baby then reached for the plate and placed it on her lap.
"Hey Bec," he started to say, Beca titled her head to look at him, he was patting his kid's back gently, "How much does getting a tattoo hurt?" he asked curiously.
"It depends on where you're getting it," she answered after swallowing.
He nodded.
"I'm not someone you should be asking this since a paper cut makes me cry out of pain." She shrugged, "What, are you going to get some ink on that flawless skin of yours?" Beca asked noticing the thoughtful look on his face.
"Maybe." He smiled putting Natalie in his arms after she burped.
"That's cool." She nodded "What do you wanna get?" she asked.
"Natalie's date of birth ." He replied quickly.
"That's nice." She took a bite, "Your mom would so freak out though if you get a tattoo." She chuckled and regretted it when she choked and got into a coughing fit.
"You okay?" he asked, starting to worry.
"I'm fine," she cleared her throat after washing it down with orange juice.
"Mom would think it's cool that I'm doing it as tribute to my girl." He said defensively
"Jesse you're mom isn't over the fact that you married a goy." She rolled her eyes. His mom was a very typical Jewish mom, and tattoos are not okay with her.
"Hey, mom loves you." He pointed at her. "And I'm tattooing my daughter's date of birth somewhere in my body—I think I'm gonna go for rib cage."
"That's really cool."
"I'll get all of our kids dates of birth on my rib cage." He said thoughtfully.
"All of our kids? You wanna do this again?" she asked rhetorically.
"Don't look at me like that. If I could I'd knock you up the minute I can touch you, but I know that's not how it works and that you gotta want more kids before I could knock you up, and that's why, Beca, I'm gonna convince you." he said as he started to tickle Natalie.
"Good luck with that." She said sarcastically. "Dude don't play with her." Beca mumbled through a mouthful of muffin, "Mom told that we should make her see that at night we sleep, leave the playing for the day, and go turn off the lights—except for the kitchen lights."
"Okay," he got up and did what she told him then sat back newt to her. "Yeah I don't think she's gonna fall back asleep." Jesse said eyeing his daughter. "Hey Natalie." He said softly, Beca placed the plate on the coffee table then curled up and leaned against Jesse. "She'll fall asleep." Beca yawned.
"I hope she turns out to be gay." Jesse murmured. "That way I know for sure that no boy will mess with her," he explained.
"Wow." She laughed, "Does this mean you gonna be a pain in the ass when she starts dating, regardless of her sexuality?" Beca asked.
"I'm gonna make sure no one hurts my girl," he leaned in and placed a kiss on his daughter forehead. "And I'm telling you from now Becs, no dating until she's like 18."
"Oh boy," Beca sighed.