After leaving the Fabray house, Santana and Brittany decided they'd go home with their new baby girl and get some sleep.
"San do you think she'll be okay sleeping in her crib all alone? You sure she won't get scared?" Brittany asked unhooking Valerie from her car seat.
Santana wasn't sure if the baby would be okay but she knew she wouldn't be scared she was a baby they didn't know what the difference was.
"Babe I'm sure she'll be just fine. We've got the monitor so we'll know if she's crying or scared." Santana took Valerie from her wife's arms and carried her daughter to her nursery.
When she came into the room her wife was getting under the covers ready to retire from this long wonderful day.
"Do you wanna fool around?" Santana asked adding kisses to her wife's shoulders.
"We can't fool around with the baby down the hall. She'll hear us." Brittany said pulling Santana's hand from her pants.
"Well tomorrow can you come to my office and have sex with me there, we can play naught secretary."
They both laughed t that, remembering the last time they played that game Santana fell off her desk, earning a huge bruise on her ass.
"I'll think about it now let's just get some sleep, we've gotta get back to reality in the morning."
They shut off the light and cuddled closely together.
"Oh my god is the house on fire?" Brittany gasped in the middle of the night.
The two were looking around trying to find where the sound was coming from.
"It's the baby monitor - oh shit babe it's Valerie, she's the fire alarm. Should I - we go get her or let her cry?"
"We can't just let her cry, I guess we should go get her she seems pissed."
Valerie was bright red, arms and legs swinging about, voice higher than any note of Rachel Berry.
Santana places her on their bed but it was Bo use she was still screaming and fighting with Santana every time she tried to pop the pacifier in her mouth.
"Babe I knew she wouldn't like that crib we should have never put her in there." Brittany said trying to think of something that would calm the screaming baby.
"Maybe she needs to be changed." she checked the diaper and it was dry. "Maybe she wants her binky?" she spit it clean out of her mouth. "I'll go down and make her a bottle. And if that doesn't work we'll call your dad or the doctors." Brittany hurried out the room so she could escape the noise of the baby.
They tried everything calling Santana's dad, Brittany's parents. Even Quinn and rchel but everything they had been told that had already tried and nothing seemed to be working.
They bathed her, changed her, fed her a bottle well at least tried, they sung lullaby, and that just made her scream louder.
"Babe I think she's broken."
"okay that sounded like something I would say not you and I'm sure she not broken. Let's take her for a ride and see if that works."
When they started out the drive way she seemed to be calming down. Santana totally understood why she was becoming quiet. The way the engine of her beautiful new Porsche Cheyenne peered could make anyone fall asleep.
"Babe listen - shes asleep. I knew it would work." Brittany said as she rounded the corner and pulled into the drive way.
"Your the best mom ever, and your beautiful, and your great with our daughter and our family is amazing. Even if Valerie is a blow-horn."
It was close to 3 A.M when they finally got back to sleep. They both knew being a mom would be hard but they loved Valerie even of the first official night as her mothers was horrible.
This chpt was based off my friends first night at home with her baby girl who is also my goddaughter.
Hope you all enjoyed.
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