A/N:
Thanks for all the sweet reviews! Really means a lot! I hope you enjoy this chapter. So, you guys have voted and the baby won't be born in this chapter. This is just a fun, cute, fluffy, baby shower chapter.
I've made an account on Fictionpress as well and my author name is ladylover22. I've posted the first chapter of my lesbian love story on that sight as well so, check it out if you're interested. I've also posted the first chapter of my HeYa story called Dizzy Days and Drunken Nights. So, if you wanna read that then go for it. ;)
Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy :)
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Chapter Twenty-Four
Frantic feet were running down stairs while tan fingers swiped a butter knife across bread, spreading peanut butter over it. A foot tapped against the tiled floor while Robbie Williams' version of Ain't that a kick in the head played in the background. The sun was shining outside, drying the drops of rain that dripped off of the blades of grass. A loud thud was heard and two brown eyes snapped up toward the kitchen door, leading out toward the diningroom.
"Babe? You okay?" Santana called out as she cut the bread and wrapped it in sandwich wrap.
"Yeah!" she heard reply before a few more thuds and then the image of her wife bursting into the kitchen, struggling to put her shoes on while also trying to hop toward the kitchen counter.
"I made you sandwich." Santana said, tucking the wrapped up sandwich into a brown paper bag and handing that over to Brittany. The blonde smiled and bent down to tie her shoe laces, "Sweetheart, why are you in such a rush?"
"I'm late." Brittany said, "I can't miss this interview. The job's a great opportunity, it's great money and I think I'll really be good at it."
"Well, then why haven't you left yet?" Santana asked teasingly as Brittany stood up straight and looked at her, "You look great."
"Don't just say it. Mean it."
"I do!" Santana chuckled, "I really do. You look sexy."
"Thanks." Brittany smiled and leaned over to kiss Santana's belly, "I love you, Baby Coconut.." Being 35 weeks pregnant and in her third trimester, Santana was more moody than usual and Brittany was excited about the baby shower. The blonde had a job interview at Ralph Lauren today for graphic design, "Have a good day with momma and don't kick too much. She gets sore after a while."
A kick. Brittany smiled and pecked Santana's belly before standing up straight and cupping Santana's face. She leaned in and kissed her favorite lips before humming softly and moving a strand of hair out of the latina's face.
"I love you, wifey." Brittany said cutely, taking her hands off of Santana's face and bopping her nose, "I'll see you later today, yeah? You still going shopping with Quinn?"
"Yeah." Santana said, "We'll be back sometime in the afternoon."
"Awesome. When I get home I'll set up the crib. It's still in the back of our car." Brittany said, rubbing her wife's tummy before pecking the tip of her nose, "Anyway, I'm more late now so I gotta go but I love you and have fun with Quinn. Call me if you need anything."
"I will, sweetie. Love you too." Santana said, watching as Brittany grabbed the brown paper bag and raced into the garage. Santana rubbed her belly in slow, smooth circles and sighed, "Ella, you're going to be here soon. It's 5 weeks until June the 18th and then you'll be here. And today momma and Aunty Q are going shopping for some clothes for you. That's usually something I'd do with mommy but mommy said I should rather go with Quinn because she wants to see the clothes when they're on you. Don't even get me started on how weird she is."
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"Oh, my god!" Quinn squealed as she ran up to a rack with all baby briefs, "How cute is this?"
"Yeah, it is cute." Santana smiled, "But, Quinn, this is the boy's section. I'm having a girl."
"Okay, well she has a penis, right?" Quinn asked as Santana nodded, "Well then she's gonna need baby briefs. You know, like the underwear baby boys wear? They actually have a section here for girls that has briefs with a girly style. Like these boy ones have spiderman, the girls ones have like, snow white and all that princess crap."
"Careful what you say around baby. She can hear you." Santana warned, earning a look from Quinn.
"Excuse me?"
"No swearing." Santana said, "I don't want any swear words in front of me since Ella can hear you and she may come out of my vagina saying stuff like: 'Crap, it's cold out here.' So, keep it PG."
"You just swore." Quinn pointed out. Santana smiled and rolled her eyes, "Okay, here's the girl stuff. Britt's mom said she shopped here when she was shopping for Britt's baby clothes."
"Really?" Santana asked, earning a nod, "Well then let's get started. I wanna fill up the first drawer in the dresser we got. And then we need tons of baby socks and baby shoes. Ooh! And maybe a little baby hat, aw... I love this store."
"You're so cute when your preggers." Quinn said.
"So, what's that supposed to mean? I'm not cute when I'm not pregnant? I'm annoying when I'm not pregnant? Huh? Is that what you're trying to say?" Santana snapped. Quinn's eyes widened and she shook her head.
"N-no, that's not what I'm saying. I'm just saying you're super cute when you're pregnant. But when you're not pregnant, you're regular cute." Quinn said.
"Regular cute? You're calling me regular?" Santana asked in a shocked tone. Quinn sighed and shook her head.
"No, that's not what I meant." Quinn said, "Boy, Britt wasn't kidding about the mood swings." she mumbled.
"What?!" Santana asked.
"I said you're glowing." Quinn covered up, "Come on, let's look at baby socks first and then work our way up."
"Okay." Santana chirped. Quinn smiled and the two of them walked toward the baby socks.
By the end of the afternoon, they had 5 sets of baby pajamas, 10 pairs of baby socks and 5 pairs of baby booties. They had 20 baby t-shirts, 20 baby long sleeved shirts, 20 baby shorts and 20 baby pants as well as 6 one piece outfits, 4 baby hats and one giraffe styled outfit with a cute little tail and cute little ears. Santana picked out the last one for fun. Quinn wasn't allowed to argue.
At the moment, the two girls were having lunch at a diner close by. Quinn was speaking to Santana as she forked a tomato from her salad while Santana chomped on a giant chicken and cheese burger with an extra plate of fries.
"...and I know you want the whole thing to be a surprise but I wanted to know what food you wanted there. I mean you have to be the one to enjoy the food the most since it's your baby shower, so- -"
"Burgers." Santana interrupted with her mouth half full and her burger in her hands, "Lot's and lots of burgers, fries, spicey chicken wings, ribs, KFC and maybe some carrots for Rachel." Quinn's eyes were wide and she had her hand halfway to her mouth, carefully taking the tomato off of the fork and chewing, "Oh! And mini-quiches." Quinn nodded and speared some lettuce before Santana spoke again, "And tons of pastry's."
"Uh..."
"What?! I'm pregnant, I like to eat, is that such a crime?" Santana snapped. Quinn's head shook and she immediately moved Santana's orange juice toward her while also shifting the latina's extra plate of fries.
"Nope. Not a crime at all. When I was pregnant with Beth I had to have a cheese burger everyday." Quinn said, "So, eat these up, eat 'em up." Santana smiled and finished off her burger.
"So, are my brothers coming to my baby shower 'cause I don't want them there." Santana said, using her napkin to wipe her mouth and hands before squirting ketchup all over her fries and then digging in.
"Um, no. Only women."
"Britt's gonna be there though, right? She has to be there."
"Of course Britt's gonna be there." Quinn said, "She's helping me plan it."
"Cool. Where's it gonna be?" Santana asked, eating more fries.
"Um, at the beach house. The one where we had the after party of your wedding." Quinn said before taking a sip of her coffee, "Also, you know what I realized? You and Britt never had bachelorette parties."
"This is true. Maybe after the baby's born and old enough to be left with my mom or Britt's mom then we'll do something?" Santana suggested as she put two french fries in her mouth, "But I still want bachelorette presents."
"Absolutely. I'm sure the guys will take Britt to a strip club or something and we'll throw you the best bachelorette party ever." Quinn said, "I have a question though. Do you want sex toys?"
"Uh... Sure. As long as they won't make Britt feel left out." Santana said.
"Don't worry about that. Rach and I were in the adult toy store a few days ago and- -"
"What were you doing there?"
"We're lesbians and neither of us have dick's, what do you think we were doing there?" Quinn said. Santana smiled.
"I get it. Go on." Santana said.
"Well, we saw these strap-ons but they're hollow." Quinn said, earning a look from Santana, "So, Brittany can wear a strap-on and her thing can go inside the fake penis."
"Oh! I understand." Santana said.
"Do you think Britt would be into that?" Quinn asked.
"Um, yeah. I'm sure she'd be open to trying it." Santana said.
"Okay," Quinn started, "We'll get you one. But I'm gonna need to know how big Britt is in inches."
"That's personal." Santana said.
"San, I need to know, they come in certain sizes with certain widths. Just tell me how big she is." Quinn said as she ate her salad and Santana put a few more fries in her mouth. There was a long silence as Santana looked at Quinn while chewing her fries slowly. Quinn's eyebrows were raised expectantly and she put another tomato in her mouth.
"Nine inches in length, two inches in width."
"Shit!" Quinn said, shocked, "Nine inches long? And two inches wide. Holy fuck!"
"Watch your mouth, Fabray." Santana said, "And yes. But it's personal. Even though she's pretty proud of it. Don't tell anyone else."
"I won't." Quinn said, "God, nine inches?"
"Yep."
"God, I can't even believe that." Quinn said.
"Well, it's true." Santana said, "Super satisfying as well."
"Okay, this conversation is over." Quinn said, earning a chuckle from Santana. The two of them talked about food. And food Santana wanted at her bachelorette party which somehow shifted to breastfeeding and how Ella was going to be the best baby in the world. Santana's words.
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"I wanna swim." Santana said, hands on her hips as she looked at Brittany who was currently juicing oranges. The blonde frowned and looked at her wife.
"Okay," she said, throwing away an orange peel before grabbing the other half of the orange and beginning to juice it, "just let me finish up here and we can go lay out by the pool."
"I wanna swim and I wanna tan." Santana said, leaning against the counter, eyes on Brittany as her blonde smiled and continued to juice the orange.
"Okay, well why don't you go get into your bathing suit and I'll finish this. Then we can go outside and swim and tan." Brittany suggested as Santana eyed the three whole oranges, not even cut yet, sitting next to Brittany.
"Are you gonna be juicing all friggen afternoon?" Santana asked in an exhausted tone, watching her wife juice the half orange before throwing away the peel and continuing to cut one orange in half, grabbing one half and beginning to juice it.
"No, I just wanna juice these." Brittany said, "You aren't allowed any sodas or coffee so, for hot days you need to have nutrients. Freshly squeezed orange juice is the best. And for cold days you're allowed tea and cocoa."
"Aw, you're juicing them for me?" Santana asked with a smile. Brittany's eyes widened at her wife's sudden mood swing and she smiled.
"Yeah," Brittany said, "I want you and Ella to be healthy."
"Baby," Santana started, "You're so cute!" Brittany smiled and continued juicing the oranges while Santana ran her hands down the blonde's back, "I forgot to tell you yesterday but the crib looks great." Brittany smiled and nuzzled her nose in Santana's neck.
"Thanks. Are you gonna go get into your bathing suit now, or...?"
"Yeah!" Santana said excitedly, "Are you gonna swim with me?"
"Absolutely," Brittany said, "I'll be there in a second." Santana smiled, pecked Brittany's cheek and then made her way toward the stairs.
As soon as Santana was in her bathing suit and had her large sunhat on as well as her sunglasses, she made her way to the pool with her favorite red towel covering her belly. Brittany had just finished juicing the oranges and was now pouring some juice into a glass for her wife as well as putting a purple straw in it with two cubes of ice. She quickly made her way to Santana and handed her the juice before pressing a kiss to her forehead and then making her way upstairs to get into her bathing suit. She put on her dark blue bikini top and her dark blue brief-like swimming bottoms. She grabbed her sunglasses, tied her hair into a messy bun atop her head and grabbed a towel, making her way toward the pool.
Brittany took off her sunglasses and put them down on her sun bed before stepping into the pool and looking at Santana, holding out her hands and waiting for her wife to get up. Santana looked at Brittany and shook her head, covering her big belly with her towel. Brittany smiled and gestured Santana over with her hands. The Latina still shook her head.
"Come on, babe. Get in, it's nice." Brittany said with a smile, watching as Santana shook her head again, "Please, baby, it's nice in here. I'll hold you."
"That sounds great but I'm not coming in." Santana said. Brittany put her hands on her hips and sighed.
"Why?" Brittany asked.
"Because I lay down and now I can't get up." Santana answered. Brittany giggled and got out of the pool, making her way to Santana and helping her up. Santana smiled and followed Brittany to the pool, gripping her hands as they got into the pool, "Oh! It's cold! You lied to me!" Before Santana could get out, Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana's waist, careful not to press on her stomach, and pulled her into the water. Santana let out a squeal and clung onto Brittany, "It's cold! It's cold! It's cold!"
"Marco!" Brittany joked as Santana squeezed around her neck, holding on for dear life, "This is where you say 'polo'."
"I don't wanna say polo Brittany, I've just been yanked into a freezing cold pool by my mean old meany wife." Santana said, goose bumps rising on her arms as she held onto Brittany as tightly as she could.
"Baby, it's just a little water. Lemme put you down and I'll make it feel less cold." Brittany said.
"No! You said you'd hold me." Santana said, "And now Ella's getting cold so, I'm not going down."
"No one said you had to go down on me, I just said I'd put you down and make it feel less cold." Brittany teased, earning a look from Santana, "Sorry." she mumbled, rubbing Santana's goose bump covered back and pressing kisses to a tan shoulder, "Lemme lean you up against the wall and I'll hug you. Then you'll be warmer." Santana nodded and Brittany moved her up against the wall, wrapping her arms gently around the Latina, the water covering their entire bodies. Brittany buried her head in Santana's neck and sighed, "This is nice, huh?"
"This is cold." Santana said. Brittany sighed and kissed Santana's earlobe.
"Let's get out then. We can just tan." Brittany said, moving away from her Latina and toward the steps.
"No, I'm used to it now. I don't wanna get out." Santana said, earning a confused frown from Brittany.
"But you just said it's cold." she said, standing on the step and looking at her wife with her head tilted to the side.
"Yeah, but I wanna swim now." Santana said, looking at Brittany with innocent eyes. Brittany smiled and swam over to Santana. The Latina smiled and kissed Brittany's lips before splashing her with water.
"Oh, okay, I see how it is." Brittany said with a cheeky smile before splashing Santana and then letting out a giggle. Santana's mouth fell open and she looked at Brittany, water dripping off the tip of her nose as her brown eyes screamed oh my god. The blonde let out a mischievous giggle and wiggled her eyebrows.
"I can't believe you just did that." Santana said shocked. Brittany giggled and splashed Santana again. The Latina gasped and splashed Brittany back. That soon turned into a splash fight. The two of them were left giggling while they got out of the pool. Brittany's hair was still dry but Santana's was sopping wet, "Babe, I'm hungry."
"Yeah? You want me to make sandwiches?" Brittany asked, her hand resting on Santana's lower back as they walked back to their towels. Santana wrapped hers around her and looked at Brittany.
"Yeah, would you?" she asked. Brittany nodded and leaned in, kissing Santana's lips and then grabbing her towel, drying her face and then the rest of her body.
"Sure. What do you want on it?" she asked.
"Uh... Salami, pastrami, ham... Lettuce, tomatoes, mayo... Cucumber, salt and pepper... Doritos. That's it." Santana said. Brittany nodded and smiled.
"Anything for you." she said before skipping inside as Santana drank her orange juice. The girls were happy and in bliss, thinking everything was perfect. Their baby shower was in 2 weeks and the baby was coming in 5. It was all going according to plan. But what they didn't know was that the baby wasn't coming in five weeks... It'd be sooner. Much sooner.
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2 Weeks Later - Baby Shower
Santana and Brittany walked into the house by the beach and smiled when Quinn squealed and got everyone's attention. There were stuffed animals everywhere and giraffe party hats. Santana was beaming from ear to ear as she looked around at the jungle setting. Brittany was saying hi to her mom and Santana's mom as Santana squealed at the cake. Jungle style cake. Clearly Quinn had been paying much attention when they were shopping by noticing Santana's obsession with giraffes and lions and tigers and bears and elephants. The woman got so many clothes for the baby with animals on them that Quinn thought the Latina wanted her baby to be born half animal.
"Quinn, this is amazing!" Santana exclaimed as she hugged Quinn and then gave her mom a squeeze. Brittany smiled and winked at Quinn, giving her a thumbs up, "Britt, you helped?!"
"Uh, yeah. I actually made the cake." she said. Santana started waving her hand in front of her face, earning a chuckle from all the women in the room.
"Babe, you're just so sweet!" Santana said as she teared up, "Baby Winter Melon loves her cake and it's so beautiful in here and I just feel so overwhelmed! Hey, mom!" Santana smiled and brought her mother in-law into a hug. Brittany chuckled and rubbed Santana's back as they moved to sit down.
"Are you ready to play some games?" Rachel asked, watching Santana nod as she said hi to everyone there, "Great! The first game we're going to play is called the I never college fund game. So, in this game, we all get 30 penny's and the first person starts and says, 'I never..' And whatever you've never done. Whoever's done it has to put a penny in the piggy bank for baby Ella's college fund."
"Oh! I love that! Like the drinking game except with money!" Santana squealed. Rachel smiled and nodded, putting the piggy bank in the middle of the coffee table, "Me first! I've never had a baby before!"
The girls began to play and by the end of the game, almost everyone had put their penny's in the piggy bank. What Santana and Brittany didn't see was both their mothers slipping in a hundred dollar bill each before the piggy bank was handed to Brittany.
"Next game!" Quinn said with a smile, "What are we playing next? That was so much fun!"
"Animal baby name game." Rachel said, "So, in my hands I have a list of adult animal names and when I call a name out, you guys have to say your name as loud as possible and then say that animal's baby name. If you get it right, you get a baby binky. Of course it's candy and everyone's gonna get one anyways."
"Yay!" Santana squealed, "Let's play! Let's play!"
"Okay, the first animal is easy." Rachel said, "Cat."
"Oh! Santana! Santana!" the Latina squealed excitedly as Brittany chuckled, her nose scrunched up as she laughed. She then handed Santana some juice and kissed her cheek.
"Okay, what's it's baby?" Rachel asked.
"Kitten!" Santana exclaimed. Rachel laughed and nodded, taking a candy binky out of a bag and handing it to Santana, "I got one, babe! Look!"
"That's so great, love." Brittany said with a smile.
"Okay, the next animal isn't so easy." Rachel said, "Shark."
"Brittany! Brittany!" Santana squealed, earning laughs and frowns from all the women in the room, "Take it from here, babe. You got this!" Brittany was laughing at her wife's excitement and she attempted to answer.
"I wasn't very good at school but I think it's a pup?" Brittany said. Rachel nodded and smiled as she handed Brittany a candy binky.
"Babe, see now we both have one!" Santana said, "Now, no more screaming your name, give our friends a chance."
"Okay, you got it, babe."
After that game, Santana had five candy binky's and had gone through three glasses of juice. Rachel was now handing out the rest of the candy binky's to all the guests to get rid of them. Santana snatched two more and hid them all in her purse.
"More games! What's next?" Brittany asked.
"Okay, the next game is called Baby Mad Libs." Rachel said, beginning to hand out index cards, "Now, this is how it's gonna work," she began while Quinn gave out pens, "everyone has to write a question on their card about the care of a baby. It can't be a yes or no question. As soon as you've written your question, turn the card over and pass it to the person to your left. Then once you have someone elses card, you write down the answer to your question on that card and once everyone's done, we'll hand them to Santana and she'll read the questions and then the answer on the back."
"Oh, that sounds funny! Let's play!" Santana squealed, "I'm ready! Let's do it."
All the guests wrote down their questions, turned their cards over and handed them to the person on their left. As soon as everyone was done writing down the answers to their questions, Rachel gathered the cards and handed them to Santana who was patting her thighs excitedly.
"Okay, the first question says," Santana started, looking at the card, "What do you do to check the temperature of the bath water? Oh! That's easy." Santana said, gesturing to her elbow as she turned the card over, "Burp it." everyone laughed and Santana covered her face with a smile, "That's funny, you guys." she said, putting that card to the side and reading the next one, "What do you do when the baby's crying?" she read before turning the card over, "Leave it out to dry." Brittany burst into loud laughter as she looked at the card.
"That's hilarious." Brittany said, "What do you have to leave out to dry when it comes to baby care?" she asked as she laughed some more.
The women kept on playing and there were many laughs as Santana continued to read the questions and answers. Rachel was almost on the floor from laughter while Quinn handed out more juice to everyone.
"More games!" Santana said, taking her juice from Rachel.
"Okay, the next game is called Present Time. But there's twist. San, when you're opening the presents, as soon as you see the gift, you have to say a word that was said on the night of conception." Rachel said with a clap, "This is my favorite one."
"I don't know, there was a lot of dirty talk and my mom's here." Santana joked, "Okay, sounds fun! Presents!"
"Okay," Quinn said, bringing over a bunch of presents and putting them on the floor next to Santana, "there's lot's so you better have said tons of words that night."
"Don't worry. Both of us said quite the mouth full." Santana said with a wink, "Does it have to be one word or can it be a phrase?"
"Two words is the limit." Rachel said, holding up two fingers, "So, you can say one or two words that were said that night that you and Brittany... Did the naughty."
"Okay," Santana said with a chuckle, taking a present from Quinn and holding it in her lap, "who's this from?" she asked, looking at the envelope on top of the wrapped gift, "Oh! I know that handwriting, Mercedes."
"Girl, the last time you saw my handwriting was in high school. How do you still remember it?" Mercedes asked. Santana smiled.
"I remember it because it's my favorite handwriting ever." Santana said, opening the envelope, "Wait, when I see the card do I also have to say a sex word?"
"No." Rachel said with a giggle.
"Okay," Santana said, taking out the card and reading it before chuckling, "Nice drawing, Cedes."
"Girl, you know I can't draw. I can sing but my talent would probably scare your baby." Mercedes said with tons of sass. Santana smiled and leaned over, pecking Mercedes' cheek before opening the present. She took off the wrapping and smiled before saying two words.
"Oh god!" she exclaimed as she looked at the present. Brittany smiled and let out a snort at Santana's two words. The present was a baby monitor. Santana smiled and thanked Mercedes before giving the present and card to Brittany who put it to one side. Santana took the next present from Quinn and opened the card, thanking Tina before beginning to open the gift, "You feel," she said as she saw the gift. A bag of baby toiletries. They set that aside and she took the next, rather large present from Quinn, smiling at her mom who she knew it was from. She read the card, got a little teary and then opened the present, "so good," she said, smiling at the box with a picture of a stroller on it. She thanked her mom and then made Brittany pick up the stroller and set it to one side as she took the next present from Quinn, reading the card (getting a little teary again), thanking Jennifer and then opening it, "inside me." the group laughed and Santana smiled, looking down at the white newborn outfit and newborn shoes, socks, and hat, "This is adorable."
They opened the rest of the presents and when Quinn picked up a white bassinet that had a bassinet mattress in it as well as bassinet bedding, Santana yelled out, "Oh, yeah!"
As soon as the presents had been opened, Santana had thanked everyone and all the guests had left, Brittany and Santana got ready to leave. Brittany put all the presents in the car and Santana rubbed her stomach as she said goodbye to Quinn and Rachel.
"Thank you so much for today." Santana said, "It was so much fun."
"No problem." Quinn said, pecking Santana's cheek, "Drive safe and we'll see you tomorrow for lunch. We have that double date."
"Oh, god, I'm so excited. You just said lunch." Santana said, "And I know I shouldn't be hungry after all the greasy food I had today but... Now I'm hungry."
"Britt has the left overs. There's plenty KFC left." Rachel said, hugging Santana and pecking her cheek. Brittany closed the trunk after putting in the bassinet and then jogged up to her wife, Rachel and Quinn.
"Babe, you ready to go? It's getting late." Brittany said, hand on Santana's lower back as she leaned in and pecked Rachel's cheek before doing the same to Quinn, "Thanks for today, guys, it was awesome."
"No prob. Don't forget about lunch tomorrow because I know San might." Quinn said, "I forgot everything when I was pregnant with Beth."
"I won't." Brittany said with a smile. They said their goodbye's and then Brittany helped Santana into the car before getting in her side and starting it up, beginning to drive them home after an eventful and fun day.
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Brittany and Santana had just gotten home, smiles on both of their faces as they walked into Ella's room with all the things they'd gotten. Brittany started to put the toys in place and put the stuffed giraffe into the crib as well as the blanket they'd gotten. Santana sighed and put the baby carrier down as she moved toward the dresser, opening the top drawer, which was already full of clothes, and putting in the newborn outfit that Brittany's mom had gotten them.
"Babe, should we rather put this newborn outfit in the bag? You know, for when she's born? She can wear it as soon as she's clean and stuff." Santana said, newborn outfit in hand as she looked at Brittany who was putting the stroller together. Brittany nodded and continued putting the stroller together.
"Yeah, and just get a pair of socks and a hat as well. I forgot to put those in." Brittany said, reading the instructions while Santana grabbed a pair of socks and a hat.
"Yeah, did you put pajamas in the bag?" Santana asked, rubbing her stomach as Ella kicked.
"Yeah, two pairs in case we have to stay for a while." Brittany answered.
"Did you put in a onesie for the day time? The T-shirt onesie?" Santana asked, earning a smile and a nod from Brittany.
"Yep. Everything's in the bag except for that newborn outfit, socks, a hat, diapers and that diaper cream stuff that prevents rashes." Brittany said, "It's all under control." Santana nodded and walked toward their bedroom, opening the closet and walking in, grabbing the baby bag that was underneath Brittany's beanies. She zipped it open and folded up the newborn outfit and put that in along with the socks and hat. Brittany had the diapers and diaper cream in Ella's room since they'd gotten it at the baby shower. They left the bassinet in the trunk of the car since they'd need that at the hospital.
"Babe! Should I get the bassinet out of the trunk? I'm only due in three weeks." Santana said, putting the baby bag on their bed as she walked back toward Ella's room. Brittany was smiling at the finished stroller as she walked inside.
"Uh... Yeah, let me get it." Brittany said, looking up at Santana as she got the stroller box and opened the closed end so it wouldn't take up too much room. She then picked up the instructions and put them in the box, opening the empty cupboard and putting the box at the top, "I'll be right back."
"Okay," Santana said, hand on her stomach as her eyes widened, "Before you go could you do me a favor?"
"Sure, baby, what's up?" Brittany asked as Santana put her other hand on her stomach and looked down at the floor before looking at Brittany. Surely it couldn't be. She was shocked at what she was feeling down below but she knew what this was from all of those Mommy to be classes.
"Get the bag, get the baby seat, get the car keys and get me to the hospital." Santana said, "My water just broke."
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A/N:
Guess what's coming next chapter... Baby Ella! Whoop whoop! I'm really excited to write that chapter and I enjoyed writing this one as well.
I'll be updating Clumsy Red Shoes and Stuck as soon as possible. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Tell me what you thought?