The day unfolded as Y/n, roused from her second nap, found herself in an unconventional but endearing napping spot—not her crib or swing but tucked snugly within Ariana's oversized hoodie. Ariana cherished these moments; Y/n, with an unwavering preference for napping close to her, found solace in the warmth beneath her hoodie.
"Hey, baby," Ariana cooed, gazing down at Y/n's drowsy, yet enchanting, doe-like eyes that met hers. "Did you have a nice nap, little one?"
Y/n peeked out, sporting a charmingly disheveled bead head, surveying her surroundings. Ariana couldn't help but grin at the adorable sight.
The family gathered for dinner, and as expected, Y/n made a delightful mess of herself. Hence, it was Madison's turn to usher her into a soothing, warm bath before bedtime.
"Sweetheart, I love you so much," Madison whispered affectionately, gently massaging lavender-scented lotion onto Y/n's freshly bathed body.
Y/n, with a sleepy smile adorning her face, rolled onto her chubby stomach. Madison, relishing in the serene moment, laid beside her.
"Snaowidhsnanskaoajd," Y/n softly babbled, accompanied by Madison's tender playfulness with the curls at the base of Y/n's head.
"Snaowidhsnanskaoajd," Y/n echoed the same gentle babble as Madison continued to engage with her, a spark of an idea igniting in Madison's mind.
"How about a bedtime story from Mama and Mommy?" Madison proposed, sitting up against the headboard. Y/n emitted a soft sound, noticing Ariana's arrival through the door.
"My sweetheart!" Ariana exclaimed joyously, lifting Y/n into her arms, eliciting giggles as Y/n held onto Ariana tightly. "Let's get you fed and start a story."
Ariana settled on her side, lifting her shirt to facilitate Y/n's feeding. With gentle guidance, Y/n latched on, finding comfort in the familiar embrace.
"Mommy and Mama always longed for a baby," Madison began the story, Ariana and Y/n captivated by her words.
"Yes, Mama's right. But then we discovered an option—a donor," Ariana continued, meeting Y/n's gaze tenderly. "We asked our friend Dalton. He said yes because he understood how much it meant to us."
Ariana gently kissed Y/n's tiny button nose, a flood of memories from her pregnancy resurfacing as vividly as if it were yesterday.
