Brittany's POV

Today we think it's your birthday but were honestly not sure. You've been walking, talking, and feeding yourself for quit some time now.

Only six months ago you were left on our door step, but it feels like one of us gave birth to you.

We walked into your room early this morning and you were laying on your back, like you always do. We stare at you for some time then you opened your sparkling blue eyes.

I picked up and mumbled some stuff to you and you laughed, your such a happy child. We wanted today to be special for you, we both know you didnt know what a birthday is yet, but we still think you'll love it.

All your aunts and uncles will be here today just for you. Even Andy is excited. We brought you something extra special, we hope you like it.

Your hair is uncontrollable, it's thick and curly, blonde at the ends but brown at the roots, your skin is tan just a shade or so littler than Santana's, your lips are thin and pink, but your eyes are the most captivating. There blue like an ocean, there not as light as mine, there a dark sparkling blue. When we hold you we try to suck that wonderful smell off you, it's so enticing.

We sit you in your high chair so you can have breakfast, you love syrup. I hate to give it to you because it normally ends up in your hair.

Two days ago you hit your head when I felt you on the couch all alone, you were throwing up for hours. The doctor said you were fine and just to monitor you for several hours. That whole night we couldn't sleep we sat by your crib to make sure you didn't stop breathing.

We knew you were fine when you woke up and started mumbling nonsense at us because you were hungry.

You act just like your mommy.

End POV

"Happy birthday to you Valerie!" Andy sang as he ate cheerios off the tray of the high chair with the toddler.

"Annie, day!" she squeaked

"No Val it's not my birthday it's yours." he corrected her.

"She really loves you Andy." Rachel chirped.

Santana came in with Quinn and Puck behind her. He was holding little Noah while his other son was right behind him.

"Noah, and Ethan this is Valerie, your aunty San and Brittany's baby." Noah was two and Ethan was four.

"Say hi, to Ethan and Noah, Valerie." Santana said hoisting her out the high chair.

She clapped her hands and touched little Noah's nose. "No-ah?" she asked looking at her mommy. Santana nodded Valerie than turned her attention to Ethan "Eat-Eat?"

"No Valerie not eat. E-than." Andy told her.

Everybody laughed at Andy. He and the other boy took off into the back yard were Finn was grilling hotdogs and hamburgers.

"So Puckerman, you on daddy duty today?" Santana mimicked

"Yes. It would be a lot easier if little Puck was social." you looked at that kid the wrong way an he would cry.

Brittany ran to the door bell when she heard it ring. Valerie jumped at the high sound of the voice from the living room.

Kurt had come in followed by Blaine holding three large bags.

Santana's first thought was there spoiling by baby rotten.

Valerie had only been dressed for a few hours an in that time she managed to get; ice cream, juice, ketchup, and some blue stuff down the front of her shirt.

It was maybe thirty kids in the spacious backyard. Santana had invites people from her job and there families, as did Brittany.

Valerie was running behind her night and shunning cargos; Andy. He would look back every few steps to see if she was still behind him, and she was.

"Do you think Andy and Val will - you know date - when they grow up?" Quinn asked.

She, Santana, Puck, and Finn were standing next to each other. "Oh no! My baby isn't allowed to date until she thirty. If Andy even thinks about it. Don't get me wrong Quinn I love my godson to death but he can't have my baby girl." she said taking another sip of her beer.

Just then Valerie came running into Santana's legs. She lifted her in the air and kissed her cheeks, Valerie mumbled something.

"You having fun, huh baby cakes?" asked Finn

"Eat, mom-me, dog." Finn handed her a hotdog and they all giggled while Valerie bit into it.

Brittany and Kurt brought the cake out, it was in the shape if a duck.

Santana's POV

I sat you in my lap at the head of the table, everyone gathered around us. You looked around for your momma and smiled once you found her.

Everyone sang and you looked frightened by the sudden burst of noise. Every single time they said Valerie you lit up with joy.

"Happy birthday Valerie, happy birthday too you!"

I stood us up an leaned you over the cake and helped you blow out the candle. I blew, you drooled. Everyone clapped and so did you.

Your momma blinded us when she snapped a picture of us with out warning. You were so happy. Puck and Brittany thought it be a great idea to smash you with a slice of cake. When they did it you didn't cry you just giggled and stuck your fist in your mouth.

I sat you next to Andy so you could eat your cake, more like smear it everywhere.

We opened everyones gift an you had the same expression when you seen all of them. Until your uncle Finn brought you out the "big one".

You walked over to the box and looked down and touched a fuzzy mess. "Ma, hair." you didn't know what it was so you said hair.

Finn held you over the box so you could see more clear. You reached down and grabbed the first one you saw. This one was beige with a white patch on his head.

Sam lifted him up and handed him to your momma and you looked confused now.

"Valerie sweetheart this is a dog." your momma told you.

"Ducky!" you yelled and everybody laughed, so you did it again.

The little Jack Russell licked you on the face and you pushed him away you didn't like that to much I guess.

Around 4 o'clock you were very tired and could barely keep your eyes open. While everyone was saying goodbye you had already fallen fast asleep in your mommas arms.

We kissed you head and laid you on the sofa for your nap, the little dog we decided to name Ducky laid on the floor below you.

I heard your mom call my name from the door. Her voice didn't sound strange or anything it was just a tone I hadn't heard herd her use in awhile.

"Somebody left us a letter. I don't know who it's from though - do you think we should open it?" she asked me.

Just as I was about to answer her we heard you whine. She sat the Letter on the stand and we tended to you.

End POV

"Hey princess what's wrong?" asked Brittany.

"I think she needs her diaper changed." Santana spoke up. Brittany carried her off to the nursery.

All night long Santana kept thinking about that letter an what it might hold. She wanted to open it and in the same token she didn't want to.

It was close to eight when she came in to say goodnight to her daughter. Brittany had finally got her to calm down no thanks to all the cake, candy and everything people had been feeding her all day.

She was drifting off her eyes were getting low and her breathing was becoming steady.

"Goodnight birthday girl."

Okay so this is the first time I've ever wrote a POV chapter, did I do good? In the next chapter Santana and Brittany will read the letter, so it's probably going to be short.

I hope you all enjoyed this update.

I was reading tweets and everyone was talking about Dinah Shore, I can't wait till I'm 21 so I can go. Lol.

Review, love Neko