Just a quick note on the last chapter because I forgot. I'd like to credit SupppTiff for giving me the idea that led to what became Blizzard. Thanks for the input! And again, if anyone has any ideas for a chapter just let me know.
March 1st, 2025
Liam hadn't stopped crying since they left the hospital that morning. In the few hours he'd been alive so far Finn and Rachel could tell he was nothing like Roxy had been. For the most part Roxy had been an easy baby until she got to the Terrible Twos. That was when her diva-esque temper tantrums really started to settle in. Apparently Liam would be starting right from the beginning.
"We're home now. Maybe after he eats and we rock him he'll calm down," Finn suggested as he put Roxy on the floor. She quickly ran into her bedroom and shut the door behind her.
"I hope so," Rachel said as she pulled her coat off and hung it on the hook by the door. She picked Liam up and tried shh-ing him but it wasn't helping. She put her finger in his mouth to see if he'd try suckling it and sure enough he did. As soon as he realized nothing was coming out though he started crying again. "Definitely hungry." Rachel walked them to the nursery and grabbed a blanket to cover them with. She settled into the rocking chair and almost as soon as her boob was out Liam found it and started suckling. Rachel breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe he wouldn't be a difficult baby.
Rachel thought back on the past 32 hours. Her labor had started in the wee hours of the morning the day prior while she slept. She could remember she had been dreaming about something painful and when she woke up she had found a giant mess under her as her water had broken. Rachel crawled out of bed and smacked Finn in the face with a pillow to wake him up since her pokes and prods hadn't seemed to be doing anything. Finally an eye cracked open.
"What?" he groaned out.
"Oh nothing, I just thought you might like to know your son will be joining us sometime in the next 24 hours," Rachel said nonchalantly.
"Great, wake me when he gets here," he replied groggily. Finn rolled onto his side away from Rachel. She wondered how long it would take for her words to sink in. Rachel stood there waiting, hands folded over her swollen belly. Finn rolled back over, eyes wide in alarm. "Let's get you to the hospital." Finn got out of bed and helped Rachel get cleaned up and dressed.
Rachel really wanted to stay at home for a while yet as being in the hospital wasn't as comfortable but she was also nervous that if she waited she wouldn't make it there in time. What if this baby came faster than Roxy? She had been lucky to have a fairly short labor period with her but she knew that secondary pregnancies could move a lot quicker than first time ones. That could mean Liam would arrive sooner than 11 hours.
When Rachel was ready to go and waiting in the living room, Finn went to wake Roxy up to tell her that her baby brother was coming. She was just as out of it as Finn had been when Rachel initially got him up but once she was in the living room watching Rachel have a contraction, she finally knew what was going on.
"He's coming, he's coming!" Roxy shouted as she bounced up and down and clapped her little hands together. "I'm gonna be a big sis'er!" She sat down next to Rachel on the couch and put her lips on Rachel's stomach. "Hi baby brofer!" Though Rachel felt rather uncomfortable, she thought it was adorable how excited Roxy was to be a big sister.
This time around Finn was cautiously handling every detail. He didn't need to get hit by a car again and cause Rachel any worry. Finn would be by Rachel's side the entire time, whether she wanted him there or not, and he was going to call people before they got to the hospital starting with Kurt who was actually in town for this pregnancy.
"What could you possibly need at 2:38 in the morning Finn?" Kurt asked into his phone sleepy and aggravated.
"Rachel's in labor. Can you give us a ride to the hospital?" Finn said as calmly as possible.
Kurt perked up. "I'll be over in twenty minutes."
Finn turned to Rachel. "Perhaps we should invest in a car."
"We don't need a car Finn. It's pointless to have one in Manhattan." Rachel rubbed her stomach and Roxy's head as she leaned against her and put her little hand on her stomach as well.
"I could always bring my truck from Lima. We need a way to get around in situations like this." Finn put his head in his hands to further rub the sleep away as they waited for Kurt.
"Finn, considering I only plan on being pregnant one more time after this, I think we can make it through without a car. We've been fine for years without one." A contraction rolled through Rachel's body. It was short but painful. "Were you going to call Anjali and Puck?"
Finn got on that and walked into the kitchen leaving Rachel and Roxy alone in the living room. "Mommy, when's he gonna come out?" Roxy asked looking up at Rachel with a small smile on her face. She looked like Finn whenever he got the same look.
"I don't know baby doll. He might not be out for a while yet. We just have to be patient." Rachel kissed the top of Roxy's head.
Finn walked back into the living room. "Anjali is going to meet us at the hospital."
Fifteen minutes later Kurt arrived in a tizzy. "Oh my gosh, we're going to have another baby!"
Rachel and Finn stared at him. "Kurt, we," Rachel pointed between her and Finn, "are going to have another baby."
"Yes but he's my first nephew and I missed Roxy's birth; I'm just so excited!" Kurt crooned. "Now let's go!" Kurt waved his hand to get them moving out of the house.
Roxy skipped over to Kurt. "Unka Kur, I'm gonna be a big sis'er!"
He bent down to look Roxy in the face. "You sure are! Are you excited? I know I am." Roxy shook her head as her face lit up even more. Kurt picked her up and carried her out of house behind Finn who was helping Rachel down the stairs.
They made it to the hospital where they met Anjali and sat around waiting. The day progressed rather uneventfully. Finn was healthy as a horse, Rachel actually had an epidural as she never wanted to experience that kind of pain again, Roxy had either slept or sat with Finn or Kurt all day asking over and over when her brother would be out and when their son finally popped out eight hours later, Rachel was delirious with happiness.
A few hours after that Finn and Rachel sat holding their children on the hospital bed. Rachel held a sleeping Liam while Finn had Roxy in his lap. "He's cute Daddy," Roxy said as she looked up at Finn. "He's got a big nose just like Mommy!"
Rachel pursed her lips and looked at her daughter. "Thank you sweetie for saying mommy has a big nose."
"Rach, she's three. You know she doesn't have a filter," Finn said in his daughter's defense. "She didn't mean it that way."
"I know, doesn't mean it's not annoying." Rachel looked back down at Liam. "He does have my nose though. I guess I have my own little junior now." She booped his nose which was the most prominent feature on his face then kissed his forehead.
Rachel burped Liam after he was finished eating then he fell asleep again. She rubbed his back as he slept on her chest. He had thick dark hair that curled slightly at the ends and his eyes were wide and surprisingly a deep blue color. Liam had been born at a tiny five pounds five ounces and had cried every time he wasn't eating or sleeping. Basically he was Rachel, minus the eyes.
Finn knocked on the door and walked in. "I told you he'd calm down after he ate."
"Sometimes you have a good idea or two." Rachel stood up and kissed Finn. He gently placed his hand on the back of Liam's head, playing with his boy's hair. "We have to talk about it Finn. You can't keep avoiding the subject."
Finn rolled his eyes. "Do we really need to cut it off? That's part of his manhood!"
"Finn, he won't even remember it! He'll be fine. Every Jewish boy goes through this. Plus, you've had it and you're not even Jewish. Do you remember it?"
Finn scrunched his face. "I didn't have to watch them do it to me."
Rachel sighed in exasperation. "Finn, you agreed with me that I could choose what faith to raise our children in. This is part of that. There's more to Judaism than Hanukkah and yarmulkes and that 'salty orange stuff'. I promise; he will be fine."
Finn didn't look happy about it but he reluctantly agreed. "You can handle the arrangements for that. I want no part in cutting off parts of my son's junk. If he's unhappy about it when he gets older, that can be something he can blame you for." He crossed his arms over his chest. Rachel snorted at him.
"Fine ya big baby. I will take full responsibility if Liam is dissatisfied with the penis he grows into. Now why don't you go check on our other baby?" She leaned up and kissed Finn again before shoving him toward the door and smacking his butt with her free hand. He turned around to smirk at her before exiting. Why did she have to wait weeks before they could have sex again?
Finn knocked on Roxy's door and slowly opened it. He poked his head in and found her sitting at her little table where she liked to force Finn to squeeze himself for their tea parties with Roxanne RaspBerry, Ian MacRuff and company singing a song he didn't recognize and bobbing her head side to side while coloring. She looked up when she heard Finn enter and her face lit up.
"Daddy!" Roxy squealed as she stood up and ran over to him grabbing his hand and pulling him into her room. "Sit wif me." She bounced on the balls of her feet in excitement until Finn was uncomfortably seated in the chair that could barely contain one butt cheek. His knees were at his chin and he could feel the seat creak under him.
"What are you up to Roxy doll?" Finn asked trying to make himself more comfortable.
"Coloring. I made a piture for Liam." She held up the picture she was working on to show Finn. It had a big stick figure with spiky brown hair on top holding the hand of a smaller stick figure with long brown hair and a triangle skirt and boobs and an even smaller stick figure with medium length brown hair and a smaller triangle skirt and yet another smaller stick figure lying on the ground with messy brown hair on top of its head. All four were smiling.
"That's so good Roxy. You really captured your mom's chest," he said taking the picture from her and licking his lips. "Why is your brother lying on the ground?" He handed the picture back to her.
"He can't stand yet," she said matter-of-factly, like it should have been obvious. "I hope he likes my piture. I don't want him to be sad anymore."
Finn's brow furrowed. "Why do you think he's sad?"
Roxy continued coloring as she answered Finn. "He keeps crying. I think he's sad he's not in Mommy's tummy anymore." Roxy looked up at Finn. "But it's okay 'cause being out of Mommy's tummy is better 'cause we can see him and play with him."
Finn chuckled as he ruffled Roxy's hair. "You are too cute, but baby, Liam's not crying because he's sad. Babies cry, that's how they tell Mommy and Daddy when something is wrong or when they're tired or bored. When Mommy and Daddy brought you home you cried too."
"Liam isn't sad?" she asked tilting her head to the side and scrunching her face at him.
"Nope. He was just hungry on the way home but Mommy fed him and he's asleep now."
"Will he still like my piture?" Roxy asked worriedly. She had worked so hard on it.
"When he's big enough to see I'm sure he'll love the picture his big sister made just for him and you know what Daddy will do? I'll put it in a frame and hang it right over his crib."
Roxy's lips spread into a big smile and she stood up and threw herself at Finn to hug him. "Thank you Daddy. I love you!" As she climbed into Finn's lap the chair let out one last groan before cracking and collapsing to the ground. Finn sat there stunned with Roxy in his lap who was looking around confused. He placed her on the ground next to him and stood up revealing the broken pieces of her little chair. Just then Rachel walked into the room with Liam in her arms. Roxy pouted as she looked at Rachel and pointed an accusing finger at Finn. "Daddy broke my chair!"
Rachel started laughing as Finn's mouth fell open. "It's okay Roxy. We'll buy you another, sturdier chair, one that Daddy can sit on without breaking with his big ol' butt."
Roxy giggle-snorted. "Daddy has a big ol' butt." Finn scooped his giggling daughter up and tossed her over his shoulder. "Daddy put me down!" she squealed. "Put me down!" She pounded on his back with her little fists.
"Nope. You said I had a big ol' butt so now you're little butt is in trouble," Finn said with a laugh in his voice.
"No Daddy, no!" she screeched as he started tickling her mercilessly. Rachel giggled at her husband and daughter's tickle fight. She always knew Finn would make a great dad but getting to watch him be a great father was something truly amazing. He could handle Roxy better than anyone, except Burt. No one knew Burt's secret when it came to getting Roxy to behave but Finn was a close second to him. Plus, Finn made her giggle like no one else could. "Daddy! Stop!" Roxy yelled through a fit of laughter.
"Have you had enough?" Finn said as he lifted Roxy over his head.
"Yes Daddy," Roxy replied. He hugged her tightly to him, placing a kiss on her cheek then put her back down. "My piture!" She ran over to the table and pulled her picture off it. "Mommy, I made Liam a piture. See? It's got Daddy and you and me and Liam." She climbed onto her bed and plopped herself down next to Rachel. Finn gathered the broken pieces of Roxy's chair and placed them on the table to grab before exiting her room again then got on her bed behind them.
"Wow sweetie! What a good artist you are! You really got Daddy's hair." Rachel looked back at Finn and smiled.
Roxy looked up at her and gave her a brilliant smile. "I made it for Liam so he would stop crying and wouldn't be sad anymore but Daddy said he wasn't sad, but he can still have it."
Rachel shifted Liam to her other shoulder and held Roxy to her in a hug. "That was so sweet baby. You're such a great big sister already."
"Mommy, he's awake," Roxy whispered pointing her little finger at Liam. Rachel looked down at Liam who had indeed woken up. "Can I hold him?"
Rachel looked at Finn and he shrugged. "There's no one here to hit him in the head," he said in response. "I'll sit with her. Come here Rox." Finn gestured for Roxy to sit next to him further back on her bed. Roxy crawled up next to Finn and shook in anticipation. Rachel stood up and moved next to Roxy. Carefully, she placed Liam in her arms while Finn held up his head. Liam yawned widely and drowsily looked at Roxy. Though he'd been sleeping most of the day so far, Rachel knew he'd probably fall asleep again soon if he didn't burst out crying first.
"Baby brofer, so cute," Roxy said causing Finn and Rachel to smile at each other. "I'm your big sis'er." When Liam didn't respond at all Roxy looked up at Rachel in minor frustration. "Does he know me now?"
"Not yet sweetie. He's too little but he will soon and he's going to think you're the best big sister ever," Rachel replied sitting back down on her bed in front of her and grabbing her foot reassuringly.
As Finn and Roxy held Liam his face started to scrunch together and he began crying again. Roxy leaned down and gave him a little kiss on his forehead. "It's okay Liam! Don't cry!" She was genuinely upset over her little brother's tears.
"Roxy doll, why don't you let me take him?" Finn said pulling Liam from Roxy's arms. He held his tiny body against his massive one and started shh-ing Liam as he got off the bed to leave Roxy's room. Rachel stood up followed by Roxy who brushed past her after Finn.
"I wanna help!" she yelled after him. Roxy loved her little brother so much already and she never wanted to see him cry. Though she was only three, Roxy was determined to be the best little helper and big sister she could be.
One more to add to the brood. Anyone else love Finchel babies as much as I do?