Day 2 (Tuesday) is inspired by a gorgeous manip of Robin cuddled on the couch with Regina asleep on his side and a baby in his arm by CarolinaMR9 on Twitter! You can see the manip on my tweet for today's entry but *definitely* check out her page for alllll of the beautiful manips! She's SO talented!

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His Girls

She's beautiful. That's all Robin can think as he looks down at her, sleeping peacefully. She snorts softly in her sleep, blinking her eyes slowly open and close as she comes to.

"Hello there, my sweet baby girl," he coos in a whisper. "Did you have a nice nap, darling?"

Robin smiles again, the dopey smile that only his newborn daughter can draw out of him. She may only be three weeks old, but he's already smiled more with her than he's ever done before.

Her blue eyes blink again, slowly, as she moves them side to side, exploring what little bit of their apartment she can see from where she resides, swaddled in her father's arms. She lets out a tiny sound in response to his voice, and Robin giggles quietly. He looks beside him where Regina sleeps, curled into his side.

They've been so tired, so sleep deprived these last few weeks (not that he would take any of those sleepless nights back), so he wants to let his love rest as much as possible while she has a chance. "We don't want to wake your mum up, do we?" he asks their baby girl, running his finger along her chubby cheek before wrapping it around Regina and letting it rest on her hip.

Regina stirs, twisting her neck into a more comfortable position as she sinks deeper into the couch. Robin smiles, completely surrounded by love. He couldn't have asked for a better life - with his wife and with his daughter, he knows there's no greater happiness.

He looks back to the little girl in his arms, smiling again as she looks at him before closing those tiny eyes. Her hair is dark, she came out with a head full of it, and he's so glad she's the perfect mix of him and his soulmate. They'd joked in college about having children, and once they were married, they would sit in bed at night, imagining what their babies might look like. Nothing in his wildest dreams, though, could have prepared him for how gorgeous she was with hair like her mother's and eyes like his. Her skin is more olive toned, thanks to Regina, but she already has his dimples when she smiles.

Robin leans over, pressing a soft kiss to the top of Regina's head, then places one to their baby's forehead, breathing in her baby scent. She's asleep again, so Robin leans his head against the couch cushion, closing his eyes for a second while his arms stay securely wrapped around his girls.