Firstly, I have to say that I got the idea for this from shesaid01 who is taking requests for holiday-inspired Gossip Girl oneshots.

Secondly, this is based on TV Blair and Dan, because Leighton Meester and Penn Badgley do look good together.

And lastly, I own nothing but the plot. Unfortunately the characters are not mine, or Dan and Blair would be sharing many more scenes together.

Blair Waldorf opened her eyes slowly, as the morning light filtered through the gauzy curtains of her Parisian apartment.

Now happily two years out of college- Yale, of course- Blair was living in Paris and working at Le Petit Palace in their Acquisitions Department.

She wondered how it was exactly that she'd decided on Art History as her major. She wondered how it was that she was actually happy to be working instead of sitting around looking pretty for an inattentive husband, which was what her mother- and the rest of New York City's Upper East Side- expected of her.

But as she smiled in the dawn light, Blair didn't need to wonder anymore.

She could spot him entering the room as quietly as he could, a breakfast tray perfectly balanced in one hand, the other arm wrapped tightly around the most precious thing in both of their lives.

"I was hopping you'd still be asleep."

Blair shook her head and sat up, running her hands through her thick chestnut locks in an attempt to smooth them out.

The man she called her husband- they'd been married for nineteen months now- set the tray down on her nightstand, which was conveniently cleared of her trinkets and late night reading.

He took a seat on the edge of the bed and bent down to place a soft kiss on her lips. Blair gave a sigh of satisfaction when he pulled away.

"Happy Mother's Day," he murmured. "It's your first."

Blair's grin intensified as she reached for the small bundle resting in the crook of her husband's arm.

She was gorgeous; but Blair might have just been a tad biased, since she was the mother, after all.

In any event, Blair thought her daughter was the most beautiful in the world.

Madeleine had made her entrance into the world just five months prior, thick hair the color of chocolate like her mother's, eyes the exact shade of brown as her father's, a small button nose and cute, upturned mouth. Her eyes were closed for the moment so all of Blair's admiration was done slowly. Madeleine wore a rose-colored onesie, a matching cap on her head to stop her from getting too cold.

"Yeah," Blair whispered, "I guess it is. She's the most stunningly gorgeous little girl in the whole world, right? It's not just me being a mom?"

Blair shifted her gaze at her husband, who reached out to run a thumb across little Maddie's powder-soft cheek.

"No," he concurred. "She really is the best. I guess she got it from her mommy."

Blair managed to catch his lips with her own.

"I love you, Cabbage Patch. You know that?"

Dan Humphrey let out a chuckle and rested his forehead against his wife's.

"I love you, too," he replied. "I still can't believe you call me Cabbage Patch after all of these years, Blair."

The brunette shrugged.

"It's my nickname for you, Dan. It always has been and it always will be. And when we're eighty years old with grandchildren, I'll still call you Cabbage Patch."

"Well, I guess I'll keep that in mind. After all, you're my BC. Besides, you're kinda stuck with me for life, babe." He observed. "Who else would help you make such perfect babies?" he added playfully.

Blair smirked.

"I hear Clive Owen's available." She quipped.

Dan shook his head once.

"First of all, he's not. Secondly, he's almost fifty. And thirdly, you would never do something like that to Maddie." He declared quite proudly. "I win."

"Well, you are married to me, so I suppose that is a very fortunate win for you." Blair countered.

"Yeah. I am." Dan said, as he watched Blair and Madeleine together. "Lucky me."

Well, there we are. Depending on how this goes, I might make this a longer story.