"Nothin' 'Bout Love Makes Sense"
Before they knew it it was senior year and then Ella's first birthday.
Graduation came and went without a hitch and then Rory had time to dwell over returning to Yale the next fall to begin grad school.
But first thing's first, onto planning Ella's spectacular first birthday bash.
Having the Huntzberger influence, they could have thrown a big blowout, but Rory decided to keep the part intimate.
In attendance would be: Lorelai and Luke, Richard and Emily, Mitchum and Shira, Honor and Josh, Paris and Doyle, Lane and Zach would return from their tour in time for the festivities. Finn, Colin and a now pregnant Stephanie would also be joining them and of course all of Stars Hallow.
5: 13 p.m. the exact time of Ella's birth.
Just as Lorelai had always done for every one of Rory's birthdays, Rory stopped making her lists of everything that she needed for tomorrow's party and walked upstairs and lifted her baby daughter up out of her crib and sat in the rocking chair, cradling her in her arms, ready to recount the events of Ella's birth and the past year.
"Hi baby." Rory spoke softly as she picked up her daughter.
"Uh, you're getting so heavy."
"You know today's a very special day Ella."
"It's your birthday, your first birthday, ya."
"You know, you changed my life in more ways than one; I never knew that I could love someone so much."
"I was terrified when I found out that I was going to have you."
"I was worried about what your daddy would say and I was worried about what your nana and what your gran and grandpa Gilmore would say and your grandma and grandpa Huntzberger."
"I was worried about whether or not I would be a good mother."
"But it seems like we've done alright, right?"
"I mean you're still alive, not bleeding or anything."
"I still can't believe that it's been a whole year."
"One year ago today I was lying in a bed at nana's inn, screaming for your daddy and wanting drugs and wanting you to come out already."
"You came early, and I was scared about whether that was ok for you or not."
"And then we couldn't make it to the hospital in time, because you were just too impatient, so your Auntie Paris had to help bring you into the world, she did such a great job."
"You came out butt first, and everybody was telling me not to push."
"Finally your daddy arrived and he was with me through the whole thing."
"A few minutes later you were placed in my arms"
"One look into your eyes Ella and I was never the same, you had me."
"You were beautiful and pink all over."
"Right from the start you resembled daddy; blonde hair and big blue eyes."
"I still don't think that you look much like me, but you're the most beautiful little person that I have ever seen."
"I never thought about having children, I could never picture myself being someone's mother."
"But suddenly, before I knew it you were here and mine and you depended on me."
Rory had been so wrapped up in her time with Ella that she hadn't even noticed that Logan had been standing in the doorway of the nursery for quite awhile. He had been standing in awe at the sight before him. As much as Logan loved being with Rory and their daughter, watching them was his most favorite thing to do.
His entire time together with Rory had been such a world wind. If somebody ever would have told him that he would have fallen in love with and married Rory Gilmore and that he would be a father, to a baby girl non-the-less, he would have thought that they were crazy.
Logan spent a lot of moments lost in thought, thinking about those early days together; how his father and Rory's grandfather had convinced them to marry as part of a business deal. He thought he'd be married only a few months, a year tops and then he would be once again free to date any girl he pleased and to screw around with Finn and Colin all he wanted.
But he fell and he fell hard, for the woman that was then and once again now his wife, his life partner, his soul-mate, his better-half, the one who completes him. Logan felt incomplete without Rory and now their daughter. That's why they had decided to remain in Hartford, close to the families and close enough in proximity to all of Mitchum's newspapers; that he would soon be passing onto his son.
Along with thinking about their relationship and their romance, Logan also thought about how he came only inches away from loosing her, from loosing it all. Rory was afraid of their love, she was afraid to let him in, and she was afraid of what her family and his would say. She was afraid of what he would say or do when she found out that she was pregnant. He tried to suspend his thoughts from it, but what would have happened if he hadn't come back to proclaim their love? What if he had gone to Paris? Would she ever have told him about their daughter? Would she have raised her alone as her mom had and as her dad now was raising Gigi? Or would she not have gone thru with it at all? He couldn't think about it, but once in a while these questions surfaced.
He couldn't imagine never having had Ella, never seeing her, not seeing her every single day. Logan never pictured Rory as a mother or himself as a father, he never could have imagined how great she would be, or how much they would love Ella. He imagined their future together; he imagined them having a wonderful marriage, raising Ella together and eventually having more children.
Like a cloud full of rain shouldn't hang in the sky
Ice shouldn't burn
Or a bumble bee fly
If you feel so happy
Then why do you cry?
Oh, nothin' 'bout love makes sense.
Like an ocean liner shouldn't float on the sea
A pearl in an oyster or a circus of fleas
Someone so perfect can't be fallin' for me
Oh, nothin' 'bout love makes sense.
The way that we dance
The reason we dream
That big Italian tower
Oh, how does it lean
Somethin' so strong shouldn't make me this weak
Oh, nothin' 'bout love makes sense
Like the lights of Las Vegas glowin' out of the sand
A jumbo shrimp or a baby grand
How you touch my heart when you're holding my hand
Oh, nothin' 'bout love makes sense.
Nothin' 'bout love is less than confusin'
You can win when you're loosing
Stand when you're fallin'
I can't figure it out
Nothin' 'bout love can make an equation
Nothin' short of amazin'
Wish I could explain it
But I don't know how
Nothin' 'Bout Love Makes Sense
"Logan." Rory called, taking Logan out of his thoughts.
"What are you doing honey?"
"Just watching my two favorite girls." he answered.
"Why don't you come join us?"
"How long have you been standing there?"
"Only a few
minutes"
"What are you ladies doing?" he asked.
"Well, I was just telling Ella all about the day she was born.
Every year while I was growing up, mom would sneak into my room at the exact time that I was born and wake me up and tell me the story of my birth, so I thought that I'd continue the tradition." Rory explained.
"Ah, yes, that was a crazy day; I can't believe that she came so fast." Logan said laughing.
"I know, usually the first baby doesn't come that fast. I can't believe how much she has changed our lives." Rory said.
"I can't imagine life without her now. What did we do without her?" he asked.
"I can't even remember; that seems like a million years ago." Rory replied.
"I love her so much Rory, I love you so much too, more than I ever knew was possible."
"Daddy and mommy love you Ella." Rory said cooing to her daughter.
"Mommy" Ella responded, saying her very first word, shocking her parents.
"Oh my God, did she just?" Rory asked.
"Ya, I think she did." Logan responded.
At this point they were both holding their daughter and laughing and Rory was crying a little, her baby had said her first word.
"What did you say?" Logan asked the baby.
"Mo-mmy." Ella let out again.
"Yes, here's mommy." Logan said, pointing at his wife.
Rory picked the baby up, hugging her close and put her over her shoulder.
"Yes, sweetie, your mommy is right here."
"Can you say daddy now Elle?" Logan joked.
"Logan, stop." Rory commanded, giving her husband a playful swat on the arm.
"Hey, why do you get two mommies, but I can't get one daddy?"
"I think one word is enough for one day."
"Hey, she is our child, which means that she's exceptionally smart."
"Here, take your daughter and go downstairs, I have some things to put away and then I'll be right down, we have to leave soon to go to her party at the Dragonfly."
"I don't understand why we're having the party so late at night; she's going to be asleep for the entire thing." Logan whined.
"Because today is her birthday and the Dragonfly was where she was born and she won't be asleep the entire time."
Later on at the Dragonfly…
Everyone came out to celebrate Ella's first birthday; the grandparents and great-grandparents, the designated aunts and uncles and everyone else who is involved in Logan, Rory and baby Ella's life.
They all shared stories of Ella's momentous arrival and of the past year. Rory and Logan had seemed to go photo-crazy since the day she was born, and so they had lots of pictures strewn all around.
When it was time for the cake Rory had placed her daughter in her high chair and by the end, the baby had chocolate icing all over her face, they of course took a picture.
To commemorate the event, their was also a great picture taken of Emily, Lorelai, Rory and Ella all together. And of course their were some of the entire family; Richard and Emily, Luke and Loreali, Rory, Logan and Ella. Then some with miscellaneous people; Lane, Paris, Finn and Colin, a newly pregnant Stephanie and of course Paris and Sookie.
"I can't believe how much she's gown." Lorelai said as she and Rory walked onto the now infamous porch where Rory had gone into labor.
"I know; I can't believe it either, it feels like only yesterday that I found out that I was pregnant."
"And you were scared to death, but see, everything turned out alright." Lorelai said.
"Everything surprisingly wonderful, better than I ever could have hoped for actually.
I have the greatest husband and this beautiful daughter, what more could a girl ask for?"
Awhile longer, the party had died down and Logan found Rory.
"I think we better get this party girl home and to bed, she's exhausted." he said as he carried a seemingly sleeping Ella in his arms.
Lorelai, Luke, Richard and Emily came over and gave the baby and Rory and Logan kisses goodnight, once again wishing the birthday girl a happy birthday along with sweet dreams.
"Let's go home baby." Rory cooed to her daughter.
"Mo-mmy." Ella let out again.
Everyone else hadn't heard her speak, they couldn't believe it, and Rory and Logan just laughed once again.
Back at home…
Logan laid Ella down on her changing table, Rory got her pajamas and she and Logan undressed their daughter, slipping her into her bed clothes and laid her down inside her crib, turning on her mobile.
"Mo-mmy"
"Night, night Elle, we love you."
El Fin…. You guys have been so awesome, thanks to all of you who have read/reviewed/loved this story. Stay tuned, because I will be bringing other Sophie stories to the site soon. XO, Missie