DON'T OWN FSOG.

JPOV

I look down and can't help the stupid grin that graces my face. She is absolutely perfect. She has a head full of soft brown curl. I am stunned she looks like a mini me of my wife.

Aribella Sophia Taylor came into the world screaming bloody murder at three pm. We were eating lunch when Ana's water broke. The whole thing took three hours. It was so damn fast that she had to do it with out any drugs there just wasn't any time. Thankfully they both did wonderful. My little girl takes after her mother in the size category also. Ari was born at five pounds even and is only sixteen inches long. I was concerned but Ana said she was born about the same. The doctor said it is not a concern Ari is completely healthy.

As for my beautiful wife she is my fucking hero. She never faltered or complained during the labor. If it would have been me I would have curled up in the fetal position from the pain I know she was in. An hour after the birth they were both cleaned up and I was in awe as I watcher her feed our princess. It was humbling to watch Ana giving nourishment to Ari.

"Hi princess. I am so happy that you are finally here. Since we have sometime since mama is asleep there are somethings I wanna tell you. I have loved you since day one. You and your mommy are my everything with out you I wouldn't be the man I am today.I promise to love and keep you safe for the rest of your life." I chuckle when she lets out a little yawn and her eyes start to slowly close. I kiss her forehead and place her in the plastic bassinet that the nurse placed in the room earlier.

"Is she ok?" I turn when I hear my wife's sleepy voice.

"Yeah Angel she just went to sleep. Speaking if sleep close your eyes I will listen for her."

"Come lay with me you have to be exhausted." I hesitate only because I don't want to hurt her.

"Babe it's fine. I need you." I toe off my shoes and climb in next to her. Making sure to be gentle so I don't hurt her. As I settle next to her she lays her head on my chest.

"We did good babe." I smile

"Yeah Angel we did really good. She look like a miniature version of you what could be better?"

"I love you so much Jason. I am so glad she is here but I miss feeling her move around. I miss that feeling of being pregnant."

"I know baby. I know we have six weeks and you just gave birth but have you thought about how many you want?" She turns her head so she is looking at me and starts nibbling her bottom lip a sure sigh she is nervous about something.

"What?" I ask

"Well I don't know what your feelings are about it. But I have always wanted a huge family. I always wanted at least five and close in age so they would have each other to lean on and depend on. I would even be willing for more if I was that blessed. I know it is not what most women want and I will probably be ridiculed or whatever for wanting it. But I love kids and I always hated it just being me and Luke. I wanted sisters to play Barbies with. Ever since my mom left I wanted to be a mom like you see in the movies. A mom who her kids love to be with. A mom who makes it her life's ambition to raise productive, loving, healthy, and respectful kids. I dream of waking up to noisy breakfasts, baseball games, play dates ,PTA meetings ,and shoe shopping." She looks down somewhat embarrassed.

"Hey look at me." She raises her head to look at me.

"I hated being an only kid. I had no one to play with or tell secrets to. Honestly I don't care what anyone else's fucking opinion is we can afford as many as we want. I would like at least six but at the end of the day the final number will be left up to you since you have to do all the hard work."

It has been three days since Ari was born and we were finally released to go home. It felt great to be home and have my daughter and wife home. I get everything put away and start a load of laundry from the clothes from the hospital stay. When I get back to the living room Ana is sitting on the couch feeding Ari. As if she senses me there Ana looks up at me and smiles.

"You ok Angel?" She nods

"Just so relieved to be home. " ten minutes later our little princess has been fed,burped, and changed and is softly snoring on my shoulder. I place her in her crib. I run my finger gently down her face just amazed at the fact that she is finally here. I turn on the monitor and head to our bedroom. The nurses all told us to sleep when the baby does even if it is lime now and only three in the afternoon.

I walk in and stop. Ana has showered and has changed into a pair of my boxers and on of my t-shirts. She looks so cute so cute they are huge on her and she has to tie or roll them for them to stay on her little frame.

"Not very sexy huh?" I walk over to stand behind her as she looks in the floor length mirror in the room. I wrap my arms around her waist and lean down and kiss her neck.

"Angel, even if you smelled like baby vomit, no sleep in days, and wore a garbage bag you would and will always be the most beautiful thing in my universe. Never doubt that. I love how you look in my clothes. I love even more what your body looks like. I love the changes pregnancy has caused. It shows the world that we created a little life out of the amazing love that we have for each other. " she sighs and leans back into my chest.

"You are such a smooth talker Jason Taylor." I laugh

"Only to you baby only to you."

A/N: I am so sorry for delay. We have had a busy month and a half. Hubby is doing well. But besides his transplant we have four kids who need attention and require normalcy. On top if that we welcomed number five into the mix. And three counts of the flu. But I'm back again sorry for the delay. Thank you for sticking with me.